millenium babies.

by charlotte guest

If we work off averages, I have just entered the second quarter of my life.

This makes me an elder to the millennium babies. As such, I expect reasonable levels of respect from these children, expressed in the form of manners.

Now this is no militant imposition of stuffy rules of address or behavioural procedures, it's simply a matter of being polite and acknowledging that because I have a bigger digit, I am therefore better.

graphology.

by charlotte guest

I have a shopping list in front of me. I've stolen it from the fridge door for close analysis. With the aid of my graphology search-results, I will excavate the murky depths of my mother's soul.

To begin: “Eggs.”

This is the perfect graphology launching-pad. Three different letters; three separate zones. The elongated E, with a stem like a swan's neck, belongs to a high minded, spiritual person. This persons wants to connect to something, something that makes them feel whole. The branches of this E are lengthened, they shade the g's like a low roof. This is comforting; I feel like one of those g's.