I've been very busy.
I decided to move out and settled onto the island, manhattan.
Its nice to be closer to my resources.
It has been very hectic settling in. But now i have some 'ME' time, its great.
Removing myself from the exact location where my father had fallen, has given me more air to breath in. Its been 1 whole year, but i still cannot come to terms with myself or how i should be dealing with it mentally. Moving and having a busy job has kept me preoccupied. if life wasn't hectic, i would most likely go insane. if i don't think radically and logically, i would go insane.
im very afraid
this has given me very unusual dreams. and these dreams seem to have worked its way onto paper. I just need to bring them to life with needles and thread. I need time. I want to live forever.
cupcakes , bus rides, spiral staircase, unfamiliar chocolates, snow, ice, frozen car doors....
frozen care doors.
sincerely yours,
Benedict
