Monthly Archives: November 2019

“If anyone here believes in telekinesis, raise my hand.” — Kurt Vonnegut. I can hear dogs barking but the room is too quiet, it’s too hot but I need the weight of the blankets to sleep, the sheets smell weird and I can’t get the pillows right and there’s light coming through the window. TheContinue reading “Week Three: Perfect Illusion”

“I’ve always wanted to go to Switzerland to see what the army does with those wee red knives.” — Billy Connolly. I find it hard to pay attention. Actually, I find it impossible to pay attention. There is no conscious thought that could possibly direct that willful attentiveness for any length of time. Either I’veContinue reading “Week Two: Wandering Thoughts”

“Just picked up a black pair of scissors thinking they were my glasses. That definitely wouldn’t have enhanced my eyesight.” — Phil Lester. Sometimes you just need to smash a plate. Maybe it’s when your hands are full and the front door is locked. Definitely it’s when that scene is playing out after working aContinue reading “Week One: Broken Plates”