Why did I come here?

It was 9:30pm at night and I found myself in a town with no where to sleep. I had been driven to come here but I could not work out why. An hour earlier I had found a camping spot, admittedly it was next to a cemetery, but I’ve always thought ‘you’re not a real…

Driven by death

Just on 10 years ago my Father’s soul left his body. He’d only just turned 51 although 3 years earlier was diagnosed with (what the medical profession like to call) a severe form of prostate cancer. It was a hideous 4 or so months for me in the lead up to his death. Last year…