The Unintentional Summer
Diary of Mr White
It was the summer of the year 2000
During that time, I took some photographs and wrote a few texts.
These formed the basis of an accidental diary.
I fond them when I was having a clear-out at the beginning of the
Covid 19 lockdown in 2020,
it was now or never.
If it was a story worth telling, do it or bin them.
The fact that you are reading this means I'm attempting to do that.
Everything here was from that year.
Every photograph, text & scrap of paper with some words
on it that seemed worth writing down at the time.
'This is not a catharsis.'