Sliding doors

I found the movie lacked the depth that the concept deserved.

But the concept....

Is still good.


I've had things to blog about - things i've been meaning to get to.

I've told myself i should just start writing again and stop thinking so much about all the things i should be writing about.

Last night i woke up at 1am. Wide awake for the first time in years. The cough woke me up. Restlessness kept me up. I checked my emails- then clicked some random folders... unearthed years of history in words.

Oh my little lovely words.

So i read.

I read the words that were given to me, words written by me's i no longer recognise... all the years of events in folders and files.

The digital history of my life.

I laugh at the strange moments, the life changing moments, the friends that came and went and the ones who are part of my landscapes. Part of my internals. Part of everything that ever mattered.

I am thankful for them. For all the people i've known in all these conversations. For everything they've shown me about the world and myself.

I'll be back soon.