I have never been an avid gym goer or an insanely fit person who runs up mountains. I was more of a person who had to have a reason to go for a walk but would always strive to live a moderately healthy / active lifestyle, since I love outdoor sports hiking / cycling / skiing with severely lazy recovery days in bed avec domino’s pizza. Like so many people I struggled body confidence, but I was well aware it was my own fault via diet and neglect.
If a person lives with one foot in the past and one foot in the future, they are effectively pissing on the present.
This project will focus on creative outlets which will have a positive influence on my productivity, overall mental health and (hopefully) help fund a new vision for the future. For more information check out About Me. Continue reading “Being Dead Inside”
I have reservations about this project Being Dead Inside. I started the project as a kind of self-lead art therapy to give myself something to do, my way to help digging myself out of a hole and, because of how my brain is wired, I have yet again accidentally tried to turn it into an enterprise. I’m worried it could cause me to get low again if it all goes tits-up because of hope. Continue reading “Hope Leads To Disappointment”
After a particularly hard day I found myself uncontrollably sobbing in my window. It felt like the world was moving without me; I was alone, my partner was in China for several weeks and I was very ill. My birdcage / home was my own little impenetrable bubble used to isolate me from the world but in moments like those I felt like the world enjoyed me not being part of it. Blah, woe is me. Continue reading “God Sings like a Blackbird”