P.S. We don’t own this house. We knew the move was coming, even if we didn’t know when. It’s the reason I refused to put down roots....

P.S. Is it just me, or do you also feel like we never landed? My dreams are turbulent, my body rocking and falling like I’m still in the...

P.S. I’m in a new city now. The colours and shapes are pretty much the same, though. The murmur of traffic and the hum of something no...

Our Deputy Editor, Charlotte, has written a postscript on the theme of 'movement' which might provide inspiration for your own blog...

P.S. Last night, right after I finished writing to you, the lights went off for an hour. Load shedding. I went outside, since I didn’t...

P.S. Do you remember how I asked you for the name of the song that was playing the night we fell in love, cruising down Lakeshore Drive...