A new country, a new continent, a new part of the planet. After having spent so long in a city like London building up constant barriers to protect myself it's a strange process letting myself unfold...peeling away layers, letting my surroundings under my skin. I suppose we humans are in constant interraction with our environment...we breathe in oxygen, we ingest nutrients and liquids, even our skin is semi-permeable, allowing certain substances from the external to the internal. But I've spent so long in denial of this, trying to block everything else out, the constant noise, distorted energies, other peoples emotion, other people's baggage. I am so sensitive I soak it all up like a sponge. Cursed and blessed. Depending on how you see it or where I am. Cursed, living somewhere like London. So being somewhere
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