“When I was young, I looked at people our age and I assumed my life was sorted out. It never occurred to me that when I got to sixty- three I’d be in the most appalling mess.”
The Unlikely Pilgrimage of Harold Fry by Rachel Joyce
“When I was young, I looked at people our age and I assumed my life was sorted out. It never occurred to me that when I got to sixty- three I’d be in the most appalling mess.”
The Unlikely Pilgrimage of Harold Fry by Rachel Joyce