I’ve been maintaining this page for over five years. I’ve said it before, looking back can be some shiz.
Last April something happened that I’m not allowed to talk about right now. But put shortly, it dramatically changed my life. Just as much as my divorce, actually. And like my divorce, it’s something that changed me permanently, in a forever sort of way.
When I came back to New York City, it wasn’t because I had to, or really wanted to, leave Australia. I’ll always consider Australia home, and sooner or later I’ll return. I left to get away from someone who took me for granted and treated me disgustingly for a few years. Continue reading
i moved inside. midnight. like touching: i…
walked and resided to find roaming. that
discovery… that this physical try
incapably accommodates my… what… do you know anyone… who pushed… so… hard…
never learned to walk. i saturate. drift.
my memories born within. crystal shards.
broken, sharp outline. you fold to resist.
making shapes. we enlighten reflection.
seasonal turns. of what i must produce: eliminate need. cut. out. injection.
like you can’t get beyond. a broken noose:
i stopped. telling. effort to make… aware.
gasping for words. the way humans breathe. air.
I had many appointments today. I was up down and around New York City. At the end of it, I dipped into a half-price happy hour at 3 Sheets Salon and worked on Book. That was super fun. It’s nearly done… you know?
Book is sexy blog tribe. #justsayin
Last night was my first night back in Manhattan after a lot of days away. David and I immediately collected to catch each other up on stories etc.
And we danced our faces off in my living room to this:
FollowMeToNYC is a creative processing ground which expresses individual ideas that often change with the tides. Naturally, these ideas do not reflect those of any of my employers, or anyone else you might see me wandering down the street with one day.