Grid Ref: NY939604 Several miles into the first walk of 2019 & it dawns that we haven't seen another human for over an hour; delightful! The madness of Christmas - the crowds of the city, the familial madness, the workload rush of last minute haircuts, the oversold train carriage - all fall away; the shoulders … Continue reading Five Miles of Letah Wood.
a bar room, on the east coast, crosslegged and picking notes, facing a hung crowd, torn between looking through them and staring them down - I am strung.
December 27th 2018 The muddied yard of a stable. Horses are led in circles. Other horses can be seen looking over half-doors. Cold, misty morning. The echoes of hooves on concrete. At the far end of the yard, a farmhouse - a red door. A man stands at the door, knocking. A woman is at … Continue reading dream diaries…54
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