‘These two chicks, it looked like a couple of hermit crabs wrestling.’ Dude, you can’t say that kind of shit anymore. ‘Fuck the ocean man, I don’t care about global warming.’ You know that’s not what I’m saying. ‘Man, at this point I don’t know what anyone is saying or what they are when they say it. All I can tell you is what I am and what the world looks like and when I say fucking hermit crabs, I don’t mean disrespect, I just mean fucking hermit crabs, all right, so get the fuck out of your shell.
Nic Addenbrooke is a freelance writer, editor, content creator, radio broadcaster, part-time poet and sometimes artist. Nic has been coming to terms with existence for years. He currently lives and works in Brisbane where he struggles to turn the cacophony of voices in his head into things of substance. It doesn’t always work but occasionally produces a nice veneer of sanity.