Alternate Universes (I’m learning to live in this world)

When I was in school I knew a boy who believed in alternate universes. We had Materials and Design Tech together in year ten, and he’d often find his way to my work bench where he would sit and discuss his theories with me. Theory Boy believed that there could be an infinite number ofContinue reading “Alternate Universes (I’m learning to live in this world)”


I’ve been trying to figure out how I feel at this point in my life for a few days now. Nothing really fits. Things are ultimately going pretty well for me on a superficial front, and I’m enjoying that a lot. But. I can’t work myself out. I have to know things, a strength andContinue reading “Scattered.”

Work and Rest are a Surprisingly Difficult Balance.

My entire life exists in extremes. I’ve felt like this for a long time. I’m either working myself to the point of exhaustion or letting my life just stop. I don’t know how to just exist anymore. Maybe I never have? I’ve spent a lot of time stopped in the last two years. I fulfilContinue reading “Work and Rest are a Surprisingly Difficult Balance.”

The Difficulty of Creativity

I like to think of myself as a vaguely creative person. I’m reluctant to give myself titles that I don’t believe I have earned, but I am, by definition, an author, a director, and content creator in the sense that these are things that I do. I’ve been creating things, like every other human being,Continue reading “The Difficulty of Creativity”

it has been a year.

Reminiscing on the last year, completely with whimsy photographs and inspiring paragraphs about how we’ve all changed and grown. Maybe there’s something beautiful in looking back and picking out all the good bits. It’s probably healthy, actually, but I’ve never been one to take the healthy route, so I’m not going to do it like that. Here is a selection of failures. Hopefully you’ll feel better about yourself on reading.

year ago brii

So, here we are, on the first day of school, but I’m not going. I didn’t get into university because doors closed, I still haven’t moved out, but I made it. Hey, year ago Brii, you made it. The concept of having a future still scares me, and to be honest, things aren’t ‘better’, but there might just be a light out there, and I’m going to stick around a little longer to find it.