I’ve decided to write a blog about my experiences, mainly mental health, running, weight loss and what I am up to. It’s called Sans Shoelaces as that is how I had to start running around a small tennis court in a mental hospital in 2017. Thanks for joining me!
Along the shore the cloud waves break,
The twin suns sink behind the lake,
The shadows lengthen
In CarcosaStrange is the night where black stars rise,
And strange moons circle through the skies,
But stranger still is
Lost Carcosa.Songs that the Hyades shall sing,
Where flap the tatters of the King,
Must die unheard in
Dim Carcosa.Song of my soul, my voice is dead,
Die thou, unsung, as tears unshed
Shall dry and die in
Lost Carcosa.Cassilda’s Song
The King In Yellow: Act 1, Scene 2
Sans Shoelaces 