You can change the radiant child in you to a reflection of the shit you were meant to serve. - Jenny Holzer
For the record
I just threw away something that had become too close to me. I’ve made a promise I’m going to keep. I’m doing something for me, because I deserve it. I think this counts as progress. Or the start of it. Sigh of relief.
Just to prove I haven't been doing nothing for all...
I’ve been writing something much longer, but it’s not finished at all. I doubt it will be for a while, maybe I’ll post paragraphs here. I don’t have a title yet. This is by no means the opening paragraph, so don’t get any ideas. ‘Sweetheart, I told you, we can’t. It’s not- no- it’s not- let me finish- it’s not that I don’t want you, but I can’t- oh look, if you won’t...