I use the arts as a coping mechanism.
Here I am on Twitter.

Woooooooo-
hooooooo what a fall what a soar what a plummet what a dash into dark into light what a plunge what a glide thud crash what a drop what a rush what a swoop what a fright what a mad hushed skirl what a smash mush mash-up broke and gashed what a heart in my mouth what an end.

The opening of Ali Smith’s novel, Hotel World. I get a proper boner for this.

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