Sometimes I try to work out if I could still be someone. Do I still have time to become Neil Gaiman? Or have I already fucked it? I definitely can’t be Elon or Sufjan or Jason or Guy. But there are a few options left on the table. Why are all the people I want… Read More »Someone
Do we all ache for more time? I’ve heard people hypothesise that death is a blessing specifically because if we had time stretching out into infinity we’d grow disinterested and depressed with life – no urgency, no impetus, nothing to make the endeavour worthwhile. I proffer a disagreement. I can see that being an option,… Read More »An ache
It’s hard, once you stop, to start up again. My life is set up to be intermittent. That’s not my preference, it’s just the way it is. As much as I inherently rail against routine, I do better with consistency and, knowing this, I have tried to seek it out. Unfortunately I have not been… Read More »Intermittent
Jesus fucking Christ I started this blog over four and a half years ago. Imagine if it had been successful??? Could have changed my fucking life! The thing is it did. It has completely served its purpose every step of the way – it has done everything I’ve ever asked of it. I just never… Read More »Easy enough