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It's my dad's birthday today. His registered birthday, that is ( Read more... ) -
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Messages from my bipolar sister:
January 9th
I miss you.
January 12th
Stay out of my life. Fuck shit.
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Next.
I'm daunted by my workload and haven't turned on my computer (the current designated work one, the other one is perpetually playing Game of Thrones in an attempt to catch up) since I finished at Agency #2 office just before Christmas.
I hate this feeling. I wish that we could just travel. And I could be more confident. And that I could sleep. And ( Read more... ) -
Rituals
On a sunny afternoon, two children pass each other on the street. One is in a pram pushed by her parents and the other on foot attached by hand to his mother. As their paths cross, they recognise one another and exchange a lingering smile, one that lasts even as their parents continue moving forward, the girl's head hanging out of the side of the ( Read more... ) -
Georgio
We found my cousin at the top of a hill, the highest point in Lisbon, or so the taxi driver had told him when he'd dropped him off. It was maybe half a kilometre from where he was supposed to meet us, and neither of us could understand how he ended up there, but it didn't matter. The view was truly beautiful.
"I'd like to come back here and take ( Read more... ) -
Return to Self
It's hot tonight. 27 degrees and the room we're in doesn't have any windows. In fact, it's tiny. The converted double bed takes up the width of the entire room, and there's a 90cm between the end of the bed and the door where we've stashed our backpacks, corn flakes and a couple of bottles of water.
This place has so far had me feeling awkward for a ( Read more... ) -
Sleepless in Santorini
Gully sleeps next to me, breathing the soft breaths of deep sleep. It's 5am and I'm thinking that I haven't had a bout of insomnia this bad for a long time, but in reality this isn't saying much since the travels have messed up our sleeping patterns anyway (this last week we've had pretty much multiple days of just being on buses and ferries, some ( Read more... ) -
Up
There are some things that I would like to write, but for now I will say this: I like to be happy, but sometimes I get sad.
At the moment, it feels as though I am Up. I recognize the mania, but this time it feels different, somehow.
Like maybe it's possible to keep this; possible to stay this way.
It seems I only ever record the downs. I figure if I ( Read more... ) -
Invisible
Is it that it's tiring, or that I'm tired? I can't tell anymore, but Lisa would say it was the latter. I've been avoiding seeing her for the last couple of months because I'm not sure why; I guess it's because I think that she will judge me like I judge myself ( Read more... ) -
Perfect moments #2
My dad, always at the forefront of the latest technology, bought a video camera in the mid-80s. It was a mammoth of a machine which recorded directly to video cassettes and had to be carried over the shoulder, but if my dad ever felt inconvenienced by it, you'd never have known it. During that time our collection of home videos rapidly grew: us ( Read more... )