If we lone wolves know anything it’s the virtue of solitude

If we lone wolves know anything it’s the virtue of solitude

I’m not nostalgic (“If the past was so great, how come it’s history?” – that was mine) but in this grave new world I find myself missing the silliest things. Not caring if the toilet roll fell in the bowl and chucking it gaily away. Tipping twenties in restaurants. Hugging the homeless; many’s the time […]