therapy? what’s that? this is my therapy. if i ever sound like i’m going through it, that’s because i am. i’ll question my obsessions, my relationships, whether i’ve regressed as a 25yr old with a master’s degree, whether i’m looking after myself properly and what is even healthy or normal any more.
but it’s not all catharsis. i’ll come out the other side and start writing about the beatles again or something.
say hi:
publick transport. 