Suffering has been stronger than all other teaching, and has taught me to understand what your heart used to be. I have been bent and broken, but - I hope - into a better shape.

Some snippets fresh from my mind.

I’m feeling rather uncreative at present, the endless monotony of never ending bar work is rendering my mind a little barren. The frequency of flirty cute customers is increasing so perhaps it’s a price worth paying. 

I also was reminded recently of why casual sex doesn’t cut it for me. 

I’m moving this week, goodbye pretty West Hampstead. 

I am growing a beard.

Yes, I am joining the masses and embracing the facial follicle to the max. Partially because I’m in between serious jobs, partially because beards are fucking sexy and partially because I want the mark the start of new happenings. 

It’s week 5 of beard growth…We’re doing good.