In My Corner

Depression isn’t just an illness, it’s also a mask. It hides behind smiles and laughter just as easily as tears. I’ll never be one to tread the boards or quote the bard, but my mental health, when it’s in decline, does turn me into a performer of sorts; an illusionist. For a long time I... Continue Reading →

There Is No Spoon

Buckle up Dorothy, ‘cos Kansas is going bye bye! Okay, perhaps that’s a tad indulgent and underwhelmingly I’m not about to head a resistance against the suffocating amount of artificial intelligence infiltrating the mainstream (yes I’m talking about you Sira and your Alexa mini-botlings *shakes fist and charges EMP*) nor dodge bullets, rather I wanted... Continue Reading →

What Would Jason Do?

Ever notice how when someone shines the spotlight on you, your brain immediately freezes? Every prior thought drains from you like rats fleeing a sinking ship. No? Just me then! I'd say I'm similar to Khaleesi, minus the dragons and the body. I'm more Maker of Chains and First to the Toilet than rightful heir... Continue Reading →

Confession

Fear not, I’m not about to launch into Usher’s RnB classic – wouldn’t be a good move, I’m tone deaf for a start and I have a flat foot along with two left feet! No, instead for some strange reason I feel the need to confess my truths and hopefully, contrary to Jack Nicholson’s assertions,... Continue Reading →

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