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It was as if all the yearning I had cultivated over the years, spending it hundred, and eventually thousands, of miles away from my family had finally subsided. I was sad that Christmas was spent away. I am looking forward to spending it in a new way I do feel a pang of guilt for this feeling tho. As if my body knows what is expected and feels shame for not feeling what one should feel. I miss them of course I do but I also feel happy with the distance. Are those things mutually exclusive?
Dec 23, 2024
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🧣I’ve been homesick for my hometown recently. Whether it is my mums cooking, my sisters, the easy access to beach and the chill. Hindsight, growing pains I’m nostalgic for, etc. etc.
The Waifs, a band from Western Australian where I’m from, captures this melancholy for wanting home but also knowing you cannot actually go back. It’s missing what you never had. You’re homesick for being a staple in someone’s life.
I wonder what I'm missing I think of songs I've never heard
Yeah :) excited for Christmas at home lowkey
The Waifs, a band from Western Australian where I’m from, captures this melancholy for wanting home but also knowing you cannot actually go back. It’s missing what you never had. You’re homesick for being a staple in someone’s life.
I wonder what I'm missing I think of songs I've never heard
Yeah :) excited for Christmas at home lowkey
Nov 3, 2024
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it is a very weird feeling to visit a new state, one even thousands of miles away from where you grew up and you still find bits and pieces in the scenery and have a cozy feeling… like ahh yes, the trees seem the same, there is still random billboards lit up on the highway, people smile in the grocery store back at me …. somehow, someway, i’m right where i should be. the world follows me. i will never truly leave what i call my home, it’s all right here with me, following me, and guiding me. “I want to go home, I want to go home, I want to go home, but what I mean, what I am grasping for, is not a place, it’s a feeling. I want to go back, but back where?”
Jul 18, 2025
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I've been back to my hometown, Messina (Sicily).
Not such big deal since is still literally the same as long as I remember (but isn't it the story of all hometowns?).
Christmas holidays in the end were a bit up and down since life brought me in different places both physically and mentally, but that's life
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Just finished Being a Chair Essays on Choreographic Poetry by Janne-Camilla Lyster and was blown away by her ability to simplify something as abstract as scoring a dance through poetry. She touches on (bodily) time, dance as a concrete image of another person, and books as tools for inspiration all in under 50 pages. The pieces are split into small prose-poetic musings with a subheading that entice the reader, which include; Forgetting your own name, Time and Space, Hearing a Light, and notably the inspiration for the title — being a chair. Picked this up in Stolkholm when I went over last summer. I hadn’t heard of Varamo Press before so I grabbed the oddly small books. I got another book by them I’ll have to read and see what it’s saying.
Dec 27, 2024
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😃recently I’ve been listening to Portishead again because it made me think of my art teacher in high school who I thought was super cool and she mentioned she had seen them play in Paris in the 90s and at the time I thought wow I can’t even imagine being in Europe at all I’m now I live in London a place than I wouldnt have thought I’d be back then so I started listening to them again from this other point in life that feels enitrly new and yet somehow completely purposeful It’s not as if I believe in fate or anything like that but listening to Portishead in London holds a little bit of magic to it that I have no other way of expressing so I am listening again and now as I write this ramble here because I am tired of internet spaces that feel chockablock with ads and people who exist to be walking ads themselves as if that made them some how better than normal people People whose Tupperware isn’t made of glass and they have jobs that aren’t glamorous or ”clean” that cannot be done wearing a jacquemus dress attempting to make gummies out of scratch with a voice so soft and monotone that it rides up into you like a spell So I am listening to Portishead which is a different kind of spell a waking up spell and writing this here now and hoping to find a space where people are just people and not ads.
Dec 20, 2024
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Just read Writing by Marguerite Duras in one go which is often either a sign of my mental health going haywire or a book being so tantalizingly real and/or inspiring that time goes out the window and I am hooked into every word like a calf to a teat in search of protein I was especially drawn into these reflections about writing a book and what it means to a be a writer A contradiction that is both of the world and seperate from it that is a witness and being witnessed constantly in two phases Highly recommend for writers and readers that love reading writing about writing
Dec 21, 2024