Ok so turning 30 is not the best birthday ever but I also realise more and more how I very blessed I am. I am loved. I don’t deserve it but I have it. So I am quitting the whining.

Who am I kidding…I can’t write anything even halfway entertaining now. Too much relived slimy-black-way-back-when devours words and I’m kneecapped anyway. Dammit, the man can write…

1. Word of the day: noctambulist

2. Insight of the day: Too much Depeche Mode is not good for you.

3. State of the pool: trying to get back to crystal sweet.

4. Random thought: When does walking fast become running and in the process do the goth glass imps cease headbutting my alveoli*?

5. Awesomest lines: “We just keep on cutting those around us, swirling ever onward: macabre, blood-stained ballerinas of death and defiance.”

6. Scripture line: 1 Peter 2

¹¹Dear friends, I urge you, as aliens and strangers in the world, to abstain from sinful desires, which war against your soul. ¹²Live such good lives among the pagans that, though they accuse you of doing wrong, they may see your good deeds and glorify God on the day he visits us.

*See 2.

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