Come with me, downlow into the belly between the nameless nightsand deathly mornings,to drift in flight, instead of waiting,breaking
This is the aftermathof the hurried and the unplanned -
Dear followers,
I decided to disclose something about myself this week, which may explain the duality and internal conflicts which is often present in my work. Essentially, I have a Dissociative Identity Disorder (DID), which is often…