I am currently decluttering my RedBubble Portfolio, to make way for more recent art that best represents who I am now, as well as to make it easier for customers to navigate the available products for sale. As a result I will be sharing some of my old creative writings here on WordPress, as a way of preserving them. In several cases my mind, opinions, beliefs, values and overall understanding of life have changed since the time I wrote these pieces, but I still feel that they are personally valuable reminders of the various stages of my life journey thus far.

This piece of writing was first posted at my RedBubble Creative Writing Portfolio.

Date of original post: May 2013

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I have spent a long time trapped in here. It’s cold and miserable, and damp air seeps in through the barred window. I sleep in the corner, hugging my legs to my chest, wishing my captors would work harder to keep me warm. My home is a warm place, and I long to return to that land with its familiar and endless hot dry air and red landscapes, where I could see the sun rise and fall each day and coat myself in the dust and run my fingers along the rocky cliff walls.