when people ask me "how is living in blackburn going?" what are they expecting me tosay? - "i die a little bit each day im there."? - i'm the same confused person no matter where i am at any point in my life and on this planet - i don't need my surroundings to carry, hold and push my creativity - i write about the guilty faces seen on the people in suburban pokie venues - i write about the absurdity of the mountains in Ammassivik and the loneliness that howls around them - talking about it with "like-minded people" only spoils, taints and defeats the purpose - you live it - and if any of you have ever lived it, you should know you can live it anywhere.

it's supposed to be a wonderful world