Tag Archives: the past

gone away: ramblings

(poor crackpot-theory alert. read at my peril and yours.)
I’ve just come back from a trip.  I’ve been away.  I was gone.  I left my existence in one space and ventured forward into another for nine days. 
Then I returned.
I think the manner in which we describe ourselves – often through the verb “to be” – is [...]

34. blended

the past six days have been a blended series of contracts and papers and jobs eating up my time (*). I’ve been stuck in a serious rut of  “get up in the morning, do one thing for one pay, then do another for another pay, oh my god its 8pm!” routine.  the money’s okay, for [...]