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Catching The Last Rays of Civilisation #44: Oh, right, that thing. The Thing I’m meant to be doing.
Alright, listen. I gotta tell you about a little revelation I had. It hit me like a stale bagel to the face. We’re in March. March! How did that happen? I just blinked. I swear to god, I blinked and it was January. I was staring at a wall, trying to remember if I had…
Catching The Last Rays of Civilisation #43 :: Sometimes, you’re not done yet.
(sound of a coffee mug being placed down heavily, maybe a little too heavily) Alright. So I finished something. A book. I wrote a book. Which is insane when you think about it. What am I, a person who has thoughts, and I just… put them in an order? On purpose? For other people to…
Guilty Pleasures #116
Growing old is a precious, as not everyone made it this far. As you grow older, hopefully, you see things for the way they are. You disconnect slightly with the hype and the projections of the younger generation. You also start to tell it as it is. You’ve had a peek behind the curtain, you…
Catching the last rays of civilisation #42 :: February, Ghosts and the furniture of your mind
(Sound of a coffee mug being set down too hard. A sigh.) February. It’s not even a real month, is it? It’s the leftover breath of January, the grim, short holding pattern before the false promise of March. The sky is the colour of a forgotten gym bag. Everything feels… thin. The veneer wears off…
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