I Still Haven’t Found What I’m Looking For

Due to the changes and endings that have been happening in the partition job of late, I have had call to do a number of quick 10 minute “what sort of job would suit me?” type “readings”. And I use the term “reading” extremely loosely- mainl…

Hard Transits To The Moon: Letting Them GO

“And I know she is not my friend; and I know, cos there she goes walking on my skin again. Saturn on a line, a sun afire on strings and wires to spin above my head and make it right; but any time you like, you can catch a sight of angel eyes all emptiness and infinite.”
–Counting Crows, “When I Dream of Michelangelo”