Dealing with loss when you can’t deal with anything.
Category: diary entry
Lockdown diaries: April 2020
Drifting into my solitude, over my head.
Going Underground: Thoughts on life in London, one year on – 6/9/17
It’s been quite the 12 months. I wrote about my first year living in the big smoke – it wasn’t exactly what I expected it to be.
‘I want to marry the blue light’, or ‘Writing because you haven’t in a while’ – 28/5/16
I tend to write on this blog once a month, usually exactly one month after the last post. I have … More
‘Living in Sulk St.’, or ‘Dear diary…’- 27/4/16
I’ve been sulky today. Truly, utterly sulky – with this song playing over and over in my head. I busied myself … More
Writing about write-off days – 25/02/16
19:05 Thought I might as well write a blog post as to not write this day off as something totally unproductive [insert … More
“it’s a Monday, it’s so mundane” – 15/02/16
I haven’t written on here for nearly a month, which is NOT cool. How to persuade myself to post … More
“New Year’s resolution – to write something of value” 02/01/2016
I’m waiting for my nails to dry and want my eyebrows to look good tonight so have only set … More
‘Tis the season, no, not that season (quite yet), but another season: An ode to autumn
Happy Fireworks night. I don’t feel so firework-y tonight (long, heartfelt sigh), I’m just gonna have a huge bowl of spaghetti … More
‘Days are where we live/they come, they wake us/Time and time over’ – or ‘Just a Wednesday’: 21/10/2015
I was going to get an ‘impromptu’ tattoo today, because I’ve always wanted to do it on an insignificant day, … More