(continued from part 6) 8.11.22 Ignore the date at this point, let’s just get this done. The night before, amongst the talk in the common...

(continued from Part 5) 5.11.23 I caught covid. This feels like a good time to finish off the the journal. Unbelievable I’d catch it in...

(continued from Part 4) 27.10.22 A week. A whole week has now passed. Ugh. Wednesday was another mostly sleepless night, although, ‘Train...

[1] A figure, barely visible As they approached the tents. Her cloak and headscarf billowed hard. The wind appeared incensed. [2] She...

[1] The man was old and crooked, Like so many before. The caretaker of Smuggler’s Perch And owner of the moor. [2] Smuggler’s Perch, the...

I carry lemons around my neck. But not by choice. They sway as I walk And I lean into them. If not, the bitterness batters and blinds me,...

(continued from part 3) We did eventually find the ticket office, and after a call with Yoomin (who let me know she was feeling ill and...

(continued from part 2) 21.10.22 Sleeping at hostels has always been a 50/50 split between normal and absent. Guess which one it was last...

(continued from Part 1) 18.10.22 Yesterday, Yoomin and I planned to visit the DMZ – the Demilitarised Zone – to see how close we could...