As I write this post I am sat in my pyjamas, fully refreshed from a day of gorging on food and alcohol. My belly weighs double it's weight, and my mind is lighter from the worry a day of such indulgence does not allow. The exhaustion from a long Christmas Eve shift in retail has … Continue reading My First Christmas As An ‘Adult’.
find the YOU that makes you sing "This Is Not A Phase". The version of your identity that makes you want to buy a sticker dictating "This Is Who I Am".
Okay so first of all, yes, I know, I've already missed the Tuesday/Thursday timing of this weeks blogs but for good reason... sort of. Things got a bit stressful this week and my brain got a bit fuzzled so before I knew it Tuesday was over, then before I knew it again Thursday was over. So … Continue reading Poetry: The Visceral Effect and Why It Should Never Die
There is a reason we are here, although it all seems arbitrary some days, we all have a purpose, we all have a dream, and we are all capable of reaching it. Like a filmic epiphany I have finally reached a point where I am, without a doubt, certain that the only career I can … Continue reading ‘DESTINED’ | New Poem + Explanation
First of all my plan for content on this blog is to write twice a week; Tuesday and Thursday is what I'm thinking so far, and I WILL keep to it this time. Maybe you'll even get extra ones every now and again 😉 BUT NOW onto the subject. It's an odd one and it's … Continue reading Letting Go and Holding On – The Thin Line
Okay, granted it's not midnight yet as I'm writing this, it's actually currently 7 minutes to BUT the sentiment is the same. Many nights I find myself awake staring at my laptop screen and killing time, too awake to sleep and too tired to do anything huge. That midnight madness where my mind decides it's … Continue reading It’s Midnight and My Mind Is Awake
Some things happen in this life, and sometimes they can be really bloody horrible. There can be events, or people and the things they do to you, mentally or otherwise that can cause so much trauma for an unimaginable amount of time. From then on there are few paths that come from that background, there … Continue reading Do You Ever See Me? | A New Poem