I feel as if I'm unravelling My thread of life, falling away from that thick, warm, safe, soft ball of wool. All I thought I knew and was certain of, all that I built my foundations upon, falling off my lap, onto the floor, rolling away from me. The life I thought I knew the life I had the life I was living is all there, contained within that bundle of wool. The routines, the early morning calls, the responsibilities and the self assurances of the man I thought I was Coming a