Happy birthday to this extraordinary human!
Trapped in my sentences and skull.
I think it's strange the way we don't feel the movement of time as a physical sensation when it gives and takes so much from our bodies. The physical absence kind of makes it impossible to recognise the reverberations of any changes we endure, leading to us either not measuring progress, or seeking out and having to retrace our own tangible footsteps in order to perceive it.
Don't neglect your health kids.
A year ago today, I was in Sintra experiencing the magnificence of the earth and now I'm just sitting here preparing for a week of recovery. God has a great sense of humour.
I didn't think it was possible for me to fall in love with (or relate to) another writer more than Plath but discovering Rilke has been pretty damn life-affirming and I only hope that my German will become good enough to be able to dissect and appreciate the depth of his every word.
Google Photos likes to taunt me with reminders of my life 365 days before.
I've been using this for the last 3 years and it is the only reason I still have hair on my head.