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Wobbly

I wake already worrying. Oh, about all and nothing. I want to be safe while knowing that life, the universe, cannot offer that and that all I can do is live this moment, this step, this breath. That is the key, just that, that small act of acceptance of my own vulnerability. And know it, own it, hold it, close.

By Ellen Bell

Artist and writer currently living in Aberystwyth.