I want something from someone that can’t be articulated.

J’s Diary Entry 7 November 2001 Lousy day – felt nervous at work, waiting for the kick for that mailing I fucked up. Couldn’t even check Seek.com for jobs cos they’re monitoring the internet usage now.  Got lots of work done, even if I do feel like the village idiot.  I got that awful feeling today that I was profoundly unsuited to my job.  To … Continue reading I want something from someone that can’t be articulated.

Perhaps I’m simply made up entirely of what people want me to be.

THIS IS ONE OF MANY LETTERS/WRITINGS MY BROTHER WROTE FOR ME, BUT I NEVER RECEIVED.  IT WAS AMONGST HIS DIARIES AND OTHER DOCUMENTS I FOUND AFTER HIS DEATH, HE HAD WRITTEN “NOT SENT” ON IT. IT IS DATED 10 FEB 1994 AND SLOTS IN THE MIDDLE OF THE LAST LETTER HE SENT BUT HE DECIDED NOT TO INCLUDE IT, MAYBE HE FELT IT WAS TOO … Continue reading Perhaps I’m simply made up entirely of what people want me to be.