To you, out there.

The other day I decided to walk home instead of taking the bus. I had to sort out a few thoughts that’d been jumbling together in my brain throughout the day. It had been a long, hard phone call that had done me in and I’d barely made it through it without exploding, or collapsing, into darkness.
The phone call had had me str…read more

Dear younger self,

Thanks to our Notebooks, I have hundreds upon hundred of pages of opportunity to seek you out. And yet, I’m sure you’d think that happens more often than it actually does.
That’s because some of those pages are so dark. Some are bloodied and full of numbers; some hold tiny sharp flat objects that risk falling out; some hold…

read more

Dear younger self,

Thanks to our Notebooks, I have hundreds upon hundred of pages of opportunity to seek you out. And yet, I’m sure you’d think that happens more often than it actually does.
That’s because some of those pages are so dark. Some are bloodied and full of numbers; some hold tiny sharp flat objects that risk falling out; some hold…read more