Onyx reporting for duty. I guess I should start by giving some sort of apology for my absence, but I think we have established by now that I am not one for keeping up with routines. You can say I am unpredictable, I call it being lazy. It seems the country and half the world … Continue reading DAY 12 [Onyx] [LOCKDOWN]
Travel. Before the journey, comes the preparation. A time spent in the canyons of the mind, circling at the mercy of doubt.
The second weekend of February. Clothed in red and white, it is a pretender. It claims to be the herald of romance, but it is not. It is, instead, the harbinger of emotional torture.
An adventure into a world on the edge of society, to a place where the usual rules don’t apply. A place of free conversation, where people can be true to themselves.
Not a lot happened, today. But I’m going to tell you all about it, all the same.
On reaching a milestone, today, I share the briefest of notes. How I got here, and what it means. Half a year of sobriety.
Hello, it's me. Have you missed me? Most probably not. I wish I could say that my short disappearance is down to some mystical adventure I was involved in, but that would be lying. The truth is that I have been absorbed in my own cocoon for a little longer than usual. Growing up as … Continue reading Reminiscing [Onyx]
Contrasts, observed in comparison, between now and then. A month has passed, and I have an opportunity to view the same place in a different light. Quite literally; thinking about it.
Starting the weekend with a little upkeep, then a trip into town. Not a lot going on, and now I need to decide what to do with my night.
In a small room, above a bar, a man tells his story. The audience, as he wishes, laughs.