A Tour Guide to You
Please don’t ask me to read you. I’ve spent far too long looking deep into other people.
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Capacity For Joy
I crossed a birthday last month. Joy is getting harder and harder to know.
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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.
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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.
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A Garden of Abundance
I like the word ‘abundance’. It signifies so much more than wealth or any other kind of material possession.
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Masters Of Sex: How Do We Do This Without The Men?
In the story of Masters and Johnson (Masters Of Sex), Bill Masters does not come off looking good in any way.
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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…
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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.
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Surviving the Seventeenth
Soon, it will be 9yrs since I made one of the few impulsive decisions of my life. It is a decision I’ve been punished for over & over.
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Masters Of Sex: Wake Me Up When You Realise Sex Isn’t About The Man
I’m currently watching the TV series, Masters of Sex. It was the first show I began on Netflix when I first subscribed. I had to stop and move to other things that were easier. I’ve tried to come back several times and I think this time I’ll manage to finish…
