I just woke up from a barrage of tortured dreams that included: Trying to take dictation when I was only capable of remembering the last three words while typing onto an invisible keyboard Finding a teenage girl I was responsible for who kept moving higher and higher in a building with only stairs Talking her […]
If you were wondering if my two-week absence was due to alcohol poisoning or being in a 30-day rehab, you would be wrong.
Reader Warning: This is a bullshit, unedited, low-effort post. I’m experiencing a creative disconnect. I woke up this morning feeling very emo but now – after enjoying the restorative powers of good food, yoga, a hot shower and not being sticky and itchy at all times – my mood is improved. But I was into […]
The best part of the tour was when he took a call on his mobile and Millie said, “What is on your screen? Is that a vagina?”
I had to scrap the first version because I wrote it just after coming back from dinner with Nina and upon sleeping on it, I opted to put up a more … um … sober version. Enjoy.