This year is so weird. The good weird. It’s really disarming.
I follow the light, but on the way, the tunnel itself is full of lights.
And I will drown in them like a moth hungry for the sun.
unexpectedness
2025.07.24pride
2025.07.19Today’s pride was singularly joyful,
In fleeting moments,
In conversations,
In the glint of recognition
Upon seeing one’s flag waved high…
A joy, proud and strong,
In community.
Today we marched to honour our elders.
Those who came before us,
Trailblazers and unknowns…
We marched for our siblings who can’t.
In a world that wants to erase us.
We marched for the children of tomorrow.
So they live their life in dignity and respect.
We are proud, not to taunt the bigots
But to stand for ourselves
To tell each other
“You are safe here”
I am a We
And we are family,
Not through blood,
But through shared experience,
And we stand together
Because our joy, our hope,
Our love, our pride
Will always prevail
Against their darkness
Happy Pride ❤️
summer break
2025.07.16Closing the season with a wonderful evening on the stage of Big Mic Energy, at the Comedy Clubhouse, surrounded by friendship and a blast of a crowd.
In a way, symbolically, this is also closing the door on the past year and moving on. Not that I’m quitting comedy, although I will be winding down my involvement to focus on other projects (*cough* The Commodore’s Gold *cough*), no I mean, the emotional roller-coaster from which it’s taken me so much to recover, the last five months of 2024 that almost got me to my breaking point, and the difficult journey upwards to recover my light, and nurture it, and rebuild my sense of self.
I’m closing the door on the hurt. I’m gently letting all of it go, trying to focus on being grateful for the lessons learned, and turning towards the future, with the hope that it holds better things. I have grown so much in the past 12 months. It was harrowing at times, and there were moments I didn’t know if I would make it. But I’m still here.
I’m still fucking here.
Like Taylor says, “And if you never bleed, you’re never gonna grow. And it’s alright now.”
See you in September, peeps. Peace out.