Tom Misch

Track of the day? Week, month? Regardless, Tom Misch is pretty good.

Things to Live By #1

I’d rather be over-ambitious. 

Fiction?

You’re selfish. In the most manipulative and discrete way. You’re a storyteller with the most innocent looking of faces. We believed you, we trusted you and we fell victim to your cruel games and there are still days we’d take that all back because the gold still glistens. That’s the hardest thing; the thing that damages our pride most and feeds yours.

You’re a conflicted character. I’m not sure if you even know who you’re supposed to be yourself. The character you’ve created is surely different in your eyes as it is in ours; and in mine to theirs, theirs to others. No one knows, but we all like to believe that we do.

It’s difficult to imagine that you’re not one of a kind but frankly, you’re both as bad as each other.


Not in the business of writing explicit details or specifying fact or fiction anymore. If the shoe fits, they say. 

Comments that don’t make sense. 

Late night, almost next day. 

Thinking a lot. Thinking too much?

Excited but scared, loving but hating, tired but awake. 

Two posts, one day. But let’s pretend this one’s for tomorrow, because I’m already in focusing on that day. 

31%. The amount of effort I put into preventing the invetiable? My phone charge.

80%. The amount of effort I wish I’d put into preventing the inevitable. It’s inevitable, don’t waste your resources.

1st since 11.

Friends. More than before. Real friends. More than before. Satisfaction. No comment.

Cold feet, spotty socks.

Rain. Open window. Old school Taylor Swift song. Peter Pan.

Tomorrow. Happy birthday. The day before Pancake Tuesday. Happy birthday. Refer to 1st since 11. College. 11:40. How many birthdays?

Tea tree oil. Scar. Illness.

28%. The amount of effort I’m putting into writing this? My phone charge.

Messages. From people that care? About you, or themselves? Both. Neither.

20 minutes. For this post to still be valid? But it isn’t valid.

Random numbers, random words, random thoughts. My thoughts. Right now. 

You won’t understand this, but maybe someone will.

Why I changed my mind about Twitter

Since I stopped blogging I’ve really fallen in love with Twitter. Firstly, it was for the networking opportunities. In the business I’m in (photography & design), networking is one of the most essential ingredients to success: your contacts are the people you rely on to make things happen. Continue reading Why I changed my mind about Twitter

Censorship feels like too basic a title.

It’s a weird concept to be so aware of who can access the content you post online, and it’s not really something I’ve fallen victim to much in the past – on this blog at least. It’s definitely restricting. You can’t necessarily express yourself entirely in the way that you want to because you don’t know who might be reading what you write or how they might interpret that. I’m finding it a lot in regards to a recent project of mine, where I’m aware more so than ever of my views and how my own opinions might offend people or how they might be perceived differently to how I intended. Continue reading Censorship feels like too basic a title.

Not so Theroux-ly written.

Thing’s have been going well, which is something I haven’t been able to say for a long while. I won’t go into too much depth about why or how they have been, but I think it’s good to finally express that the place I’m in is a lot brighter now than it has been. Continue reading Not so Theroux-ly written.