This is the true story of when my x-husband and I first moved to Wales in 1977. We had brought our dog â€˜Queenieâ€™ a â€˜collie' dog, born in Newbury Berkshire. It was a lovely day and so we decided to explore our new area.
Well, I'm not sure if this can be considered an essay. I'm an airhead, you see. But okay, this one is about love (as usual), unrequited love specifically. The title says it all anyways so I better cut this short.
Brief prose reflecting on family, in this case to me, an individual who's family has been all over the place, who hasn't felt close to much of it except direct parents and siblings. Everything, including punctuation, is on purpose.
So many things could be brought to memory from looking out of a window and seeing what is around you. This window means a lot to me because it describes life. Maybe you could find the answer to the questions in your head by peering out of your window. Try it. You never know what you might find.
An essay discussing the ethics of animal experimentation, particularly examining the weakness of many pro-experimentation arguments, and exploring the relationship of non-Western philosophies with science and experimentation.