It hurts, it lingers

Exactly 6 months have passed since I, too, slept no more.

Realising that I will only ever once set foot in the smoky shadows of the Mckittrick is poetic, sure, but also ever so depressing; I only got to grasp a flicker of the sun.

Punchdrunk and the all-devouring magnetic stories they create, have changed the course of my life drastically, and have rekindled my passion for the creation of stories. I will never be the same. I am, truly, reborn.

Sleep No More,

Punchdrunk,

Thank you for everything. I love you.

May 11, 2024
Bewitched

I’m mesmerized by song and stage. I cry for character’s of make believe. I sweat in my seat in fear for them. I sit at the edge of my seat for them. I feel as one with the actors on stage until the house lights brighten. I’ve never felt bewitched – until I checked […]

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May 9, 2024
I dreamt of you.

Dear McKittrick, I dreamt of you. I didn’t recognize you then, sleepy in the small Alaskan town of my youth. But I felt your call. The mystery of the intrigue that whispers from your halls. When we finally met – what a passionate love affair! When I am with you, the lines between dreams and […]

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May 10, 2024
Boy Witch

Thank you to Boy Witch for shaping my identity and helping me overcome dysphoria and feel confident in wearing eyeliner. What an utterly beautiful character. It’s been a pleasure to experience his story.

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