I’m killing time between now and the next episode of Game of Thrones. There is much I’d like to say about what has transpired over the last 36 hours but I can’t and I won’t. So this kind of makes a dull-arse blogpost, doesn’t it?
But I’m in a very strange place. Loving someone and wishing I didn’t because it would be so much easier not to (but isn’t that love in its best and worst form? A hardness and a harshness, not an easiness). Being here and wondering if I shouldn’t be somewhere else. Feeling like I’ve let so many people down. Maybe most of all, myself. So fuck all of that and listen to an amazing song instead. Tomorrow I’ll post some pictures of otters.
One of my favourite songs of all time: Chloe Dancer/Crown of Thorns by Mother Love Bone. Sorry there ain’t no cool vid, it was the late 80s and then the singer died of a heroin overdose…and so….you can see where this (doesn’t) go.