What a baffled and mixed concept.
Stated in the singular as if in fact it had only one meaning.
For me, home has never had just one meaning. Like so much of what I talk about, home has been a concept that is fleeting; a concept that is as much about physicality as it is about a state of being.
Continue reading ➞ Planes, Cars, and Home.
As in, where the fuck has my inspiration gone?
As in, I’ve worked for the last 6 years of my life studying towards a degree but what the fuck is happening now that I am about to graduate?
The; dun dun naaa, what the heck is next? And can I actually be bothered doing what I have been doing for the last however many years?
I call this the clarity after the ‘working haze.’ And it has nothing to do with clarity at all. In fact, it is quite literally the opposite. It is, rather, a haze of insecurity, a clouded sense of self; and a very misappropriated motivation.
Continue reading ➞ Crap, I Dropped My Inspiration.