"The world spins with me"
To some the first thing they see when they look at me is the colour of my skin. To others its my gender, my big smile or my charm-or lack of it. To those who hear me speak I'm an employee, a tax payer, a son, a friend, an ex, a heterosexual, a sapiosexual, a … Continue reading The Identity Crisis – In Crisis
I sat in my favourite café, ordered my favourite coffee and began typing, and typing, and typing. Until I was hungry. Then I looked at the brunch menu and thought, “Should I order the same thing I did last weekend, or should I try something different? I like the way that they scramble my eggs, … Continue reading My Indecisive Brunch
I've always struggled with dating and relationships. I would over-analyse an infinite number of permutations and consequences of either over-committing or taking a cavalier view; only to inexorably end up clutching a hand full of "what ifs". In my case long held beliefs, conditioning and experiences from a young age had radically shaped my perception … Continue reading Connecting with the things of the flesh
As a child I was an avid comic book collector. I would save every week of pocket money towards next month’s edition. Washing up was a necessary evil, I likened the vacuum cleaner to a hungry hound sniffing every inch of carpet for crumbs and copper coins, my hands heavy with hot iron, heaving to … Continue reading The Book of Life
The Philosopher's Poet 