The Face behind the Skirt

I was the toddler glued to my Mum’s hip, the little girl who hid behind her skirt in the supermarket.

As the years folded by, I learnt to hold my own and be less afraid of the big wide world, yet I still don’t seek notoriety. I’d offer to play in your band, but as the drummer at the back of the stage, out of the spotlight. If you met me you’d never guess; outwardly I’m a very sociable person. But inwardly there are still moments in my life when I crave that skirt to hide behind. Perhaps that’s why writing suits me, tucked away from the world, lost in my stories?

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