The Shortest Day

the day the sun stands still

Desolation

on The Excavation of Hob's Barrow, and future plans

three memories

and four songs

Sorry, Abigail

thoughts on The Quarry, and happy horror memories

Fever Dream

the loneliness of the small hours

Unlearning

on growing up

Three Things: Absurdly Late to Everything Edition

What feels like a hundred years ago, I made this statement: What was I thinking, straightjacketing myself in this way? Since that fateful morning, I've reverted back to my teenage insomnia, having dozens of sleepless nights. Just night after night of no sleep. I am that thing I

Desperately seeking monotony

on zoning out

Getting Smooshy at the Clip-n-Climb

On comforting memories

Art, commitment, and pocket monsters

'The slowness is a feature, not a bug.'

Hey, good-lookin'

on expectations and entitlement

Same, But Different

on revisiting Habbo Hotel