Week 38 of 2025
Weβve arrived in week 38. iβm sneezing and my nose is running. thatβs a good sign because thatβs an actual kind of sickness, and sickness can be cured. Iβve been to the water. The sort of thing a doctor might prescribe in a pg wodehouse novel. iβll try getting on the turmeric and yoghurt later.
i had coffee at 17 grams, 15 grams and 18 grams this week.
now i want the whole set:
- 15GRAMS, blackheath https://www.15grams.co.uk/,
- 16 GRAMS CAFΓ, vietnam https://www.16grams.com/,
- 17 Grams, brighton https://17grams.co.uk/,
- 18Grams, greenwich https://www.instagram.com/18gramscoffee.infinitelove/,
- 19grams, berlin https://19grams.coffee/
- TWENTY GRAMS, egypt
the bad thing about the train back to london from brighton is it passes through gatwick airport and then everybody gets on and they stink and itβs busy and stinky of their holiday feet; iβm glad they had a nice time on holiday but poor me
a girl i met dancing outside New Cross Inn a couple of years ago posted to her instagram story that the sole ripped off her boots so i sent a Vans gift card to an e-mail address i got from a Shetland Times newspaper article when she was interviewing whale watchers on the Scottish isles
zaina is writing again:) itβs rly good.
girls are listening to white noise to change the colour of their eyes
i was once so alone in my own world learning and reading and practicing and making something every day. i wonder what changed. maybe itβs the gut bacteria. i was always drinking strange teas. and finding new ways to get high. maybe looking forward there is a place for that again. drinking tea and living a good life of solitude. in another time i was in solitude and writing letters. yellow page and black ink and thorntons chocolate fudge bar.
iβve been practicing some music, sleeping with a metronome, putting some notes one after another. itβs a good sign. getting out of the house. writing javascript. iβll start at 60 and work my way down to 37.5. ladybirds.
damn girl your gut bacteria must be hopping, look at you glow