I have an awful lot of drafts on Pop Cultureddd.
And a burning desire to write a lengthy and thought-provoking piece on Jean-Francois Lyotard and manage to make it relevant to the pursuit of a beautifully blended writing style. But time is of the essence.
Honesty is the key, sometimes. I can't feel the world at the moment. My medication has been upped somewhat and now the world, myself and my emotions are all very far away from one another.
But this just brought them crashing all together in a thunderous chorus of tears and vocal delights.
Elbow - One Day Like This
The video is beautifully compelling.
My chest is tight.