So of course I crashed. The cycles are rapid. I am confused But this is nothing new. It must be wonderful Living a life worthwhile. Forever I've felt stuck at the periphery Occasionally coming closer Before retreating to the shadows And hiding away again. Burn and start over. You're still there, in spite of everything, … Continue reading Audiomemory
I wrote something pretty amazing I surprised myself But it wasn't quite right Good but unsuitable Unfit for purpose Not fit for consumption Too much, too intense, too unbelievable. So instead of all that I'm having to write about how I Lost my inspiration Stifled my mind Wore myself out Composed a million excuses None … Continue reading Written during a smoke break
I have never written a letter to any of my former selves. I do understand how it could be cathartic, but writing to myself ten years ago and trying to explain all of this might have a detrimental effect on me. What would I say...? Instead, I write letters to my future self. Not very … Continue reading Self-addressed unsolicited letters
Birdsong in the dark - Tweeting in the dead of night... Put down your phone. Sleep.
I didn't just take notes last month: I also tried to write a post about all the drugs I've taken. It got to 2000 words before I gave up, nowhere near the end. Perhaps if I hadn't taken so many drugs then I wouldn't be having so much trouble trying to write a post about … Continue reading La fenice