For close to a century, women have more than held their own in the male dominated industry of sports entertainment. Mat-mavens like Mae Young shattered the proverbial glass ceiling; inspiring generations who would ‘Blayze’ a path —— taking their preternatural skills to unprecedented heights. Leading to a revolution in the women’s division.
When my mum moved out of home, she got herself a Rough Collie she named Jessica Mary Winch (Winch was her maiden name). Recently I have been pining for a Rough Collie, but I don’t know if I could handle a big dog or such a full-coated dog.
She had grown used to surviving any kind of weather while fending for
herself. The flurry of snow that rattled the base walls, the icy blasts that
raced through the Echo One hangar, none of it deterred her. Nothing would make
her move while she was waiting.
He’d been gone four days this time. Not the longest amount of time by
any means, but long enough that she was starting to get twitchy. Any longer,
and she knew exactly what would start happening – the headaches, anxiety and the
severe lack of sleep – and so self-isolation it was. The symptoms came and
went, depending if it was a good or bad day and she knew that it probably
wasn’t very healthy to have another person’s presence decide whether it was a
good day or not, but she’d just been through a goddamn war. She’d handle her issues later.
It was when she kicked her heels against the metal crate she was perched
on when she could finally breathe again. His shuttle had announced it was
coming in to land over an hour ago, but only now was he finally traipsing back
into the hangar, a disgruntled expression on his face as he dusted snow off his
jacket. Jyn had stopped caring about what others thought months ago.