My Brain Works Differently To Normal People’s

Last night was one of my, all-too-rare, ‘alone in the house’ nights. Wife and children off visiting family. Ah, bliss. Relaxing, calm, quiet— BUMP! What the crap? A noise, a palpable noise, from somewhere in the house. It was relatively loud; certainly the sound of something large shifting or falling. Into the kitchen. Nothing there. […]

Gerry Hayes

I mostly sit around all day and drink tea. Occasionally, I write stuff and send it to strangers so they can humiliate me and deride my efforts. Other than the self-harm to dull the shame of failure, it's not a bad life. Like I say, there's tea.