And Other Idiots

It's a good pain. Necessary. The pain tells us the weight of what we had. Tells us it mattered. Shows us we are alive, alive to the world in dimensions that make no sense.

https://andotheridiots.wordpress.com/2024/01/21/on-being/

I sit and stare at the wood pigeons hopping through the plum tree, trying to make sense of what I’m feeling. I am a bell, rung. I am the vibrations in the air from the sound; invisible, charged...

https://andotheridiots.wordpress.com/2023/07/22/august-and-everything-after/

"Whatever this was, is passing. Back to life, then, whatever that brings. To a Monday morning. The same, but different."

https://andotheridiots.wordpress.com/2022/09/05/the-same-but-different/

"...the only swimsuit I own has an extremely sexy cut out panel of mesh plunging across my breasts to my navel, and I’m not sure that ‘podium dancer on a fag break’ is the look I need to in...

https://andotheridiots.wordpress.com/2022/08/04/the-peace-of-wild-things/

"My heart is full with the feeling that I belong, that we all belong. The borders we have drawn do not really exist. The land is here to support whoever walks upon it, whoever is thankful enough ...

https://andotheridiots.wordpress.com/2022/06/21/solstice-nature-writing/

"Perhaps it was that last cocktail which dislocated time. Because something profound happened to me in the following twenty-four hours that I just know no matter how many words I write I will not...

https://andotheridiots.wordpress.com/2022/05/10/going-back-in-time/

I don't really know how to describe this piece. It's about love, about family, about where we come from and what the pandemic has done to those ties.

https://andotheridiots.wordpress.com/2020/11/11/love-and-place-in-a-pandemic/

Adventure doesn't have to come pre-packaged in an 'event'. Adventure doesn't have to buy tickets, it doesn't have to be sponsored and it definitely doesn't have to be neat - it just has to be cre...

https://andotheridiots.wordpress.com/2020/10/15/do-what-you-love-and-bugger-the-weather/

We are living through the kind of hundred year crisis that my generation had so far forgotten was possible, as our lives became more and more comfortable. We believed that the ability to make a p...

https://andotheridiots.wordpress.com/2020/09/09/gratitude-in-a-pandemic/

  There’s something about this rain that settles the truth of this new world order, like sand on wet ink, or waking after a night of no sleep to realise you still must face the day. I’ve bee...

https://andotheridiots.wordpress.com/2020/08/19/when-the-world-turns/