There Are Only

The Pursued, the Pursuing, the Busy and the Tired.

(Having noticed that they’ve made it into a film, I finally read The Great Gatsby; Consider me underwhelmed).

Anyway, things have resolved themselves to the point where I’m just another Tired.


Like so many other things, blog-related inspiration is wearing thin. Coming up with words right now feels a little like pulling (wisdom) teeth.

On such a note, I leave you for an indeterminate length of time with the promise that I will return as soon as I find myself with lots to say.

(I mean, I suppose I could say lots right now; lots of angsty failed-attention-whore type stuff which defeats the object of this blog and which I’m sure nobody wants to read).

A promise, and a picture;



About Stephy

50% happy, 50% wildly uncertain. 94.7% bewildered, 78% raving mad, 4.5% awesome, 63% tea/coffee and cake. Wearing odd clothes, favouring odd points of view and Drifting Aimlessly since 1991. View all posts by Stephy

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