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"Decide what is style and what is meaning"
A Room of One's Own, Virginia Woolf

I quite like turning left at a roundabout
It takes the chaos out of life
No chance of off track 
And it really doesn't matter but some things
hook you back with a sense of certainty...
I'm on page 7 of the above book
In a never seen before way, I'm writing in margins
Despite not being a feminist or girl power type
I've always felt the weight of social class
Much more than gender
Although when I line managed a tall man
It confused people a little
You know, they'll be people thinking
'I don't mind turning right on a roundabout'
I'll set the scene (not really): big roundabouts
I can't help but stereotype and believe 
It all goes hand in hand with
-toxic positivity-
Or perhaps this is the kind of attitude that seeps into the patriarchy...
I have had SO many ice creams through it though
Is it really all bad? 
It's amazing when you land
I don't do it eating free ice creams bought by the man
Or out suiting my direct reports
It happens when I'm seen
When I'm heard
And when that moment 
Compels someone to reflect it back
(Less of the beeping on the roundabout variety and more the "I feel positively changed from knowing you" stuff)
I don't know where the book will take me
But I'm going somewhere

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