I’m fraudulant, a theif at best. A coward who paints a bullshit canvas of things that will never happen to me. But at arm’s length it’s Tim who said I’m good at it, I’ve mastered it - avoiding…avoiding everything. But you are what you love, Tim. Not what loves you back. And I’m in love with illusions, so saw me in half. I’m in love with tricks, so pull another rabbit out your hat.

Jenny Lewis, “You Are What You Love” - I’ve posted these many times before, once quite recently, but I have hardly ever related to anything more, so on the blog it goes again.

I like to keep my issues strong. It's always darkest before the dawn.