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An Essay on Essence
From the plane you can’t see the trees for the forests. Towns are dwarfed by the mountains. A thousand little lives worth nothing to the immensity of the world. I’m sitting out front of this cozy Japanese restaurant in South Hobart, holding my coat tight around me. The inside is full – I just wandered…
Windows in the Water
Can we pause, just for a moment, here on the bridge?The city lights are mirrored on the black surface of the river and I’m reminded that this ordinary town can feel alive. Corporate LEDs in red & blue, but people too.But being human – being emotional, wired with life – often hurts. Cope with it.…
Through the fog
I don’t remember much about a good few years around early adulthood. That ever-present fogginess of deep depression has removed so many memories and put up an opaque screen between the rest of them. I was prompted earlier to remember some of that time and I only get glimpses. It’s a little easier when I…
NYD 2023
It’s been over a year and a half since my last post. Oops. Time really has flown since mid-’21 and despite a few times when I thought to myself that I really should put some content up here the increasingly worsening issue was the amount of things that I would have to write about. So…
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Esther Vale 