Tag Archives: Breakdown

On Purpose

As a teenager, even when I professed to be nothing more than a drifter, aimlessly  meandering through life, I wasn’t really drifting because there was always a grand purpose forging the greater narrative of my existence. That purpose was music: … Continue reading

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So I Turn Myself To Face Me

The Diana anniversary stuff interests me in an entirely personal as well as a wider cultural sense as it reminds me that twenty years ago I was in the cusp of a huge emotional and mental breakdown which was to … Continue reading

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