Do we use our imagination to simply escape from things we do not want to be surrounded by? Or is imagination simply something that is there, like the desire to drink or eat? Or both?
When we are children it becomes part of everyday life, from very early on. A rock and some grass is not just a rock and some grass but it could be a bread roll and salad. Mum may have found me eating a rock and grass but hey, I thought differently.
But whether the question,  “Is escapism is really a bad thing?” is irrelevant. We do it. It makes us happy, or makes us explore beyond the walls of our own reality.

Iced milk is pretty good with some espresso in it.

There are three small birdcages in the cafe I am in. They are empty and obviously there for ornamental effect, as they are above a fire. Birds dislike fire. But you do see birdcages often in this kind of setting, with a lack of birds. What does it represent? Freedom? Or something they can dust? If it was to represent freedom the cage doors should be open. They’re ones don’t have doors, so they could represent subtle repression? That’s not relaxing for a cafe, I may write to them to inform them about this distressing feature. I have drawn them a picture to show how distressing it could be. Especially with one missing some of its top structure.


Ants appeared in our kitchen this morning. It was a sad day for them, as I knew I could not rescue in this situation. He had already discovered them, so they were going to get wiped up, swept up and poisoned. I wouldn’t be able to convince him that I could maybe do some signage up to inform them they are probably not welcome.

NYC is my home. Born in Sydney and raised by the sea, I love the world and any opportunity to be myself. I like saying the word puddle.

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