Personal blog
I have just finished work for the evening.
What a messy night of duplicate tables, stalling imports and an abundance of errors. . .
I need to imbibe my mind and my soul with classical and ambient music, and wash the uncomfortable senses of this day away with a sensory feast of beauty and calm.… Read the rest
The night is young, and I am pondering therapeutic things that I can do with the time.
Life is such a gift.
My house feels so good. It is such a pleasure to do the minimal work that it takes to keep it looking good.… Read the rest
I am celebrating a (spontaneous) long weekend with a late night, , , burning the midnight oil, hehe.
I have a cup of a festive brew of herbal tea in my hand, which is slightly sweet from an aniseed leaf, I think.… Read the rest
First drink of alcohol in over a week. 10 days maybe.
I had hit a wall in the kitchen and was considering stepping out to eat.
A beer seemed like a good attempt to switch things up.
I felt something akin to my first visceral impressions of Melbourne on my walk home today.… Read the rest
My subconscious’s idea for escape this morning was the best yet.
Three options so far.
If only I wasn’t feeling like such crap.
This too shall pass (perhaps).
You strung it out for all these years. Now all that is left is hot air and a desire to jump ship.… Read the rest
It feels lonely to engage with a screen.… Read the rest
Reaching out into the interweb,
When I probably should be reaching out with my voice,
To a friend, or a loved one.
I am biding my time before one hopeful shot at a better cognitive experience.
It is becoming clear to me how much pharmacology affects my personality.… Read the rest
thinking of maybe a bite of a muffin with some butter and some honey.
Just like a little possum up a tree in the darkness of the bush.… Read the rest
If only I could carve out a little nook for mutual nurturance on this rainy Monday morning.
A little place on the web, or in the real world, that felt like a warm hug, or sinking into a brightly coloured bean bag for support.… Read the rest
Soooooooooooooooo,
I feel too nauseous to eat and too listless to write.
I should eat.
A piece of tofu.
I should write.
Just to maybe say that I have nothing medical to save me in the short term.
I am going to have to ride this out.… Read the rest