Sick In The Tummy, Sick In The Head.

“It does not matter how slowly you go, so long as you do not stop.” – Confucius. It’s been a funny little day. I’ve been hauled up in bed for most of it. I’ve tried to get a few things done, to little avail– I did manage to make it to yoga though– more of … Continue reading

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Yoga: Why Fucking Bother.

Well. So glad you asked. I had a funny little encounter tonight. There’s a rather cool bar parked right next door to the Bikram yoga studio I frequent in Darlinghurst. There’s a bouncer outside and from the lane way, it doesn’t look like much– that’s the point, right– And come nightfall this rather sexy bouncer … Continue reading

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Mammas Got Cramps… Look At Your Hands Ache–

Gee, my life’s a funny thing. Am I still too young? – Bowie. They pulled in just behind the bridge He lays her down, he frowns… “Gee my life’s a funny thing, am I still too young?” He kissed her then and there She took his ring, took his babies… It took him minutes, took … Continue reading

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Anxiety City.

Be for real, kid. Hop out of bed and face it. All of it. Calm yourself down. Right, right down. Your little heart isn’t supposed to beat this fast. Ok? And as for the music, the hammer and the fire– Well, they’re impermanent too. TRANSIENT– Also subject to change. I know it’s ugly. And old. … Continue reading

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Boxes and Blank Screens.

“Sometimes the challenge is just getting to the next moment. Sometimes you can barely move…” – Leonard Cohen on depression. I’ve been staring at a lot of blank screens of late. A lot of the time I can be found staring at a flashing cursor for most of the day. This has gone on for … Continue reading

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Newtown Franklins & That Odd Stranger With A Crack Pipe in His Back Pocket:

I thought of throwing this in today. I thought of throwing in all of it today. Until a friend paid me a visit, commented on how fucking uncharacteristically disorderly my apartment had become and dragged me out for a drive and spot of lunch. I spent the morning trying not to think about how powerless … Continue reading

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