21.05.2018

Dream about perspective and sight. A day of writing things again, I woke up frightened. A friend emailed me an interactive photo of me in a crowd at one of his gigs. He asked “are you ok with what that guy is doing? Really strange” When I tried to open the photo on my computer, …

15.2.2018

The humming noise I can hear from my bed, and is it the same one that she can hear from her bed down the road? Another day of boundaries crossed and denied and while someone says they want something, and think they are getting close to it, suddenly they fuck it up. Sabotage. Self sabotage? …

12.2.2018

I am not my thoughts. Look back on pain and smile. Or something like that. Over and over again. It's more difficult to write knowing that someone else will read it. Fear of judgement is probably the most limiting thing in my world right now but 40 minutes lets go and no edits except punctuation. …

5.2.2018

Start writing, get in the flow on the computer not the pen. It’s been 2 years since I wrote anything for internet consumption and 1 year since I woke up one day, gave my two year old some cornflakes and removed all the content I’d made from the internet, so what the fuck am I …