When All Else Fails – There’s Always The ‘Escape’
Things is looooow when I break out into the “art”. “Vision Thing” – number 1319…
Things is looooow when I break out into the “art”. “Vision Thing” – number 1319…
I’ll be honest here and say that these days I don’t really listen to too much music at all. I’m lucky if I play maybe two whole songs in a day. That’s just how it’s been for the past….18 months or so? I think the pandemic and lockdown had the completely reverse affect on me…
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I’m avoiding uni study today. In the current yo-yo of my state of being, having somehow been “up and confident” earlier in the day yesterday, I took a dive last night. And all the feelings of ineptitude and uselessness come flooding in. I’m still really angry with myself that I squandered yet ANOTHER opportunity to…
Well… (this comes with a bold **OVERSHARE** warning attached) A lot and not much happened in 1989 in equal measure. I was 18 for most of the year and was in two relationships – if we could deem one of them a relationship – and…yeah. Firstly, and most prominently, for me – the sex obsessed…
Today during uni study, I was asked to write a short piece of creative writing. The only stipulation was that incorporated the line ‘Wait for me at the olive oil’, a line from a verse by Menander. It could be no longer than 150 words. This is what I wrote. The day was very bright…
