Tuesday, 21 September 2021 | 09:35 PM

It’s sort of the only joy of today. A brown nugget out of me. Will it be a metaphor of all of my pains and anxieties? Expelled in the form of shit.

Tuesday, 21 September 2021 | 06:02 AM

This morning feels so jazzy… Everything around is still dressed in dark, only a thread of golden light filters through the window, it’s dawn. Summer feels gone, my feet on the pale tiles starting getting cold. Sure enough, this jazz album I am listening to gives...