Verbalising your need for me to move forward in the queue would have worked. You didnt even have to ask nicely. But asking me would have made me move forward.
Pushing your trolley into the back of my legs in small nudging movements was clearly getting you nowhere. In fact it made me stay exactly where I was until I absolutely had to move.
FYI
I think I can write again, just not about my time in Israel…
Maybe its too personal, maybe its too fresh, maybe I just needed to write about it in the moment and that moment has passed…
Whatever the reason at least I know I’m not completely blocked. I will still try to put that time down in words but for now, well, for now I will write what comes to me…
