Prozac and Whimsy

So here we are at the ass end of 2025 and it’s not one I’m going to miss. There has been death, injury and depression. So, so much depression. I have lost family, a friend that I counted as family and found a whole new level of loneliness I didn’t even know was possible.

At times I can feel the grip on my sanity and reality slipping and there are times where I’m not even sure I want to hold on any more.

But it’s not been all bad, I have been to some brilliant gigs. Stumbled across some new bands and found out how to write again. Something I thought was lost forever.

So where do we go from here?

We focus on the positive, we go to MORE gigs, we listen to more ever fucking obscure music and we embrace life and the chaos and chase the fun and excitement at full tilt.

I’m not one for new years resolutions as time is a man-made illusion used by the rich and powerful to control the weak and powerless… umm anyway here’s a list of what I want 2026 to be, they aren’t resoloutions and they aren’t goals it’s more of a “that would be nice” list.

1: Be happy – I’m sick and tired of being constantly on the edge of tears.

2: Write more – write about music, my mental state and how the one controls the other until they are indistinguishable from each other.

3: Sleep – I’m so tired all the time and I’m tired of being tired.

4: Figure who or what I am –  A lot has changed in the past 12 months and a lot of it has lay outside of my control. I have reacted to things as they have happened and not always in the healthiest of ways. I need help, and I know I need help. So yeah. I want to be me again or at least understand who this new me is.

5: Love – There is so much fear and hate in this world and I don’t want to contribute to it anymore.

I don’t think any of this is too much to ask or aim for  but expectations are low.