A little brightness goes a long way

A smile was the highlight of yesterday. I’m such a sucker.

On a Wall

Old graffiti
one a new wall
fresh coat
bubbles under the sun

Closed minds
have deposits of soul
waiting
to be discovered

Forced labours
bare no fruit
slaves
cannot create

Tattooed fists
of love and hate
are never
ambidextrous

New graffiti
on an old wall
a garish
example of change

Wave

Shrink went well, but its not the last session as originally thought. Got to get my sleep into a pattern and see how we go. I was surprised I held things back, at the time I felt like it would be better to deal with things my own way. Theres only two things left to really deal with and I really dont care about a sleeping pattern at the moment.

It never stops turning.

After my friend got onto his train I went for a wander, feeling emotionally exhausted and hoping to put pen to paper. Fingers crossed I might even finish something. Stopped by the Vic Writers Centre and joined up, eventually made my way to the usual cafe. The VWC magazine provided me with details for getting things published and events that I hope to check out in future. Sitting outside with a latte I noticed a sign painted on the glass of the cafe saying it would be closing in December. I went inside to get confirmation and hoping it just wasn’t true. It was. It feels like I’m losing an old friend, one whose company I’ve enjoyed since I was 17. Sighing, feeling nostalgic and exhausted I finally put pen to paper.

Normalcy

Caught up with my distraut friend today and we went to the city for lunch, bowling and a wander. I think he needed a stable friend outside his circle just to get his mind off things. We had a bit of a laugh and eventually he went home. I hung about in the city for a while. Today was good and I hope I gave him whatever it was he needed.

Shade

A friends friend has died. I didnt know the person but 26 is too young. I’ll be takin the day off work to to have some drinks with him.

Zen

Alright in order to maintain some sort or discipline I’ve issued myself a challenge to write at least one line a day minimum. It’s not much but everyday that progresses my writing has to be a good one.

A good sign

Its a good sign when having a quiet night in and I dont care about going out. Another problem defeated.

A Little Rain

I have a crush. Jesus I feel like a school girl.

Fearless

The open mic night went well, had good company and there people there were rather nice about my stuff. I read three pieces and later one sang two! It wasn’t cockyness as I was very self conscious about it, I just wanted to do it. There was much less nervousness and shaking was at a minimum.