Listening to Dafodil by Jamie xx

Strictly dealing in 'hair blowing in the breeze, out the uber window, on the way to the gig' moments from now on... Please join me in embracing your beautiful life, or don't.

Let me be clear angels, I’m back living in my fantasy land. Frankly it’s a relief to be here again. Waxing lyrical in a big way today and I don’t intend to try and explain it. All I know is that I’ve missed you all and life has been flowing, true sublime waves of ecstasy have been felt over the last weeks, so I want to share. Scorpio season is here.

My latest epiphany is this. We are the gas. The thought came to me in conversation with Kaitlyn this morning, as we strolled like school girls up the hill together, as she told me a friend was in need of some gassing up, and it hit me. We are the gas we all need. We are energy. Scientists don’t come for me right now, just say, “go off queen”.

We are spiritual beings having a physical experience. Our body is a skin suit. We are magical creative beings, etc etc. If you find any of this alarming then please leave now, I’m going full metaphor as you can see, the choice is yours. Now where were we.