What years behind a café counter have taught Clare about entitlement, power and treating people like human beings.

Its times like this I literally ask my inner monologue “are you actually as stable as you say you are mac?”

Life carried on without me. Family meals happened without me. Birthdays happened without me. The group chats carried on without me. Nobody had done anything wrong. That’s just what hospitality is like. It was then, it still is now.