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- distil by growing backwards on Oct 1, 2009 in depression night distillation nocturnal ditil
A distillation of the nocturnal cast upon the dregs of the unborn morning, a sense of mourning scratches down the side of expectation, time to come means time is lost and bartered away for little more than backward glance. However fulfilled we remai...
- debt’ached .. shouting at shadows (debt chronicles #5) by growing backwards on Jul 16, 2009 in UK money credit crunch debt financiaal economy
It’s all coming to a head and I watch it like a rabbit in the headlights… life drains away with the anticipation… the worse is yet to come and there appears to be no getting out of the way.Frozen almost lifeless even before breath becomes extin...
- spider in the bath by growing backwards on Jul 6, 2009 in spider in the bath bath blog house spider bathroom welfare altruism home
There’s a spider in the bath. It was there earlier and it, he or she, though I suspect she from her size, is still there now, hours later. Every now and then I walk in and see her exploring her new porcelain-glazed world, her confines, her circums...
- sometimes… by growing backwards on Jun 14, 2009 in sadness depression loss psychology exhaustion mind
Sometimes I slip into a frame of mind where I just don’t see the point in anything. We live, we die, with an incredibly and invariable mixed up bit in the middle which seems to give more angst than pleasure. And then I get angry and find myself a...
- debt-tritus (debt chronicles #5) by growing backwards on Jun 3, 2009 in depression psychology credit crunch debt therapy psychotherapy
I can shake it off. It laps up and down against me like the flotsam and jetsam of a tide, crashing into me, eroding my sense of self and any vestige of self-esteem I may have left under this wan and thin skin.And yet I still choose to ignore it in a...
- a beautiful quiet by growing backwards on May 26, 2009 in birds sound insomnia dawn chorus sleepless morning beautiful quiet
Morning inclinations, a beautiful quiet, light seeps ravenous through my eyelids scratching at my eyes to fully waken even thought they have barely slept a sleep of any kind.Limbs ache, listening through semi-consciousness the sound of nothing stirri...
