This is an essay by a friend which struck me in a way I can’t quite explain. The extreme mindfulness spoken of here feels very much like the painful, self-imposed revelations I’m undergoing in counselling. I think I’d rather be a robot…
Autofiction: Morning Horrors
The Ghastly Future There’s something about the morning that just feels rich with the potential for horror. For a start I don’t like the morning. It seems an unnecessary part
