A Work Of Art
I’m forty this year. I asked myself if my life was a work of art?
Map Of Emotion
Navigating complex emotions of jealousy, ambition, insecurity, joy, fear, peace, anger, happiness, betrayal, contentment, disappointment, love.
Paper Plane Pilot
Writing was my catharsis, till it became my crutch. A paper plane showed me the way out.
Just Playing Games
Games are just stories we feel we can script. Simulations of a life we can win. Algorithms we run, hoping for a different outcome.
A Tour Guide to You
Please don’t ask me to read you. I’ve spent far too long looking deep into other people.
Capacity For Joy
I crossed a birthday last month. Joy is getting harder and harder to know.
Looking For Light
Light. It’s an idea I’ve yet to wrap my head around, a word I’m still to learn to spell right, a reality that I still don’t entirely fathom.
Regrets & Regards
Who has time to regret the past when a lesson can be gleaned for the future? FOMO life doesn’t allow for regrets.
A Garden of Abundance
I like the word ‘abundance’. It signifies so much more than wealth or any other kind of material possession.
A Song Of Silence
What does loneliness sound like? A scream that no one seems to hear. Gasps that don’t make it past the throat. Sentences written in invisible ink. The redacted words on a page. It’s feeling unwanted, unnecessary, irrelevant even. Then you remember. You still exist. The print under the graffiti, the face…
Coming Out Of Vertigo
I’m enjoying the company of books & plants. For the first time these don’t feel like escape from the loneliness between men. It makes my past feel like vertigo.