"Without you, today’s emotions would be the scurf of yesterday’s."
22:55// I love you Sam. Keep writing dear. The train rumbles by. Tomorrow is a new day. The bits are there, now rapid composition.
20:25// 2012 was the happiest year of my life. 2013 was an absolute nightmare. 2014, I make motions, let in revolving gates, ride along the same rail, back and forth, sit at different seats before two or three screens, just doing, all love, all warmth gone, but the pain is subtle these days, a dull ache that never goes away, that you don’t think of until some thought pops to mind at 2AM and you break down in tears before brushing your teeth and hugging a pillow in bed. Silence cuts just as deep. I love you Samuel.
20:22// I really have to find love again soon. This vast nothingness of strangers is crippling. How is one to dream after such an incredible and shocking loss?
To be truly radical is to make hope possible, rather than despair convincing.
Raymond Williams (Marxist thinker from Britain)