Like all good things; trapping your penis in a book when you close it too fast; splinters from lollipop sticks; poking your head out of a window only to realise its closed.
Like all good things, we must reach an end. A point where we have nothing left to say, when that flicker of fight, that ambition to care has ceased to be, has gone out.
Like a disgraced firework that’s blown it’s last, brightest trick, there’s nothing left for it to do but go out, to remove itself from the list of useful things and to no longer be.
Times have changed, now you can say what you think on twitter in 140 characters that are as easily discarded as a fart in a wind tunnel… You see? No one really cares what it is you say, just that you say it. The vomit of endless drivel, of consensus spokespeople, that’s where it’s ‘at’ now. The next ‘social media’ post you read, say to yourself ‘that’s nice’, click like and repeat until one day you’re dead and realise that life isn’t about that little red number icon next to ‘stories’, you don’t stop to look around once in a while, you miss it.
And so it’s without much more than a small fanfare that I officially close this website and put on the dust covers, after many long years, it’s served it’s purpose. I’m a completely different person to how I was for most of this journey, but that’s over now. I no longer need this outlet (or any outlet, being honest) because no one really gives two hoots what I say anymore anyway.
And so it’s time to move on, if you’re reading this, you probably should too.
So long and thanks for all the fish.