gilliam89

At present, the world around me is without movement. The snow has fallen and is illuminating London as the street lamps reflect off the lily white layers. Friends have gone home, the house is but a shell of the laughter and arguments that filled it but a week ago. It's only been four months, yet I can honestly determine them as my longest four months to date.

Last piece of work finished and I don't feel any better for it; instead, alone trying to keep warm in bed, the central heating don't work, I have no food and just want a big bloody cuddle if I'm honest. Four months it's taken me to realize that life is a state of mind, it's what you make it for yourself and my University course just isn't going to cut the mustard. I need to stop smoking weed and put the many production ideas into...well production.

We can dramatize the most minor of events - much like the news have over the snow - yet having no really written anything beyond some surreal banter on SG in a while, thought I'd share some thoughts.

I hope everyone is well and looking forward to the holidays. Peace out xx