Final Boarding Call

I will be on and off planes for the next few days - but I will be back next week. Thanks you for reading and I'll see you on the other side of this. 

The Time At Which None Of It Will Matter

One day when I'm finished, I will look at you and say, "Here are all the things you said I couldn't do."

The Smugness Of A Punchline

Maybe the world knows a joke that you don't. Or maybe the world's just pretending to know it, just like everyone else.

The Thing That'll Kill You Is Being Afraid

Never leaving your house, will kill you. Staying where you are and being afraid, will kill you. Pecking at the new notifications icon on your social media platforms of choice, cycling through them like a series of surreal fridge doors that might contain something better since you last looked, this is what will kill you second by second until you realise you have none left. You are far more likely to die from fear and apathy, from not having lived and fulfilled the multitude of promises that you make yourself each night before you fall asleep, than anything else.

The Noise And The Colour

When you make eye contact, break it immediately. Check the time repeatedly. Because it's easiest to be alone in a crowd. And I am more alone in a crowd, than I ever am on my own. 

The World Of Your Own

How sad it is to be somewhere else, when you're here.

The Map Of Imperfections

I am a record of things I was born with.

These scars are my documentation of the mistakes I've made in trying to overcome them.

I am both the things I've done to myself and the things done to me.

Along these nerve endings, you will find a history of me.