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Prologue

Hello. My name is Erick Boustead. Welcome to my blog. Before anything else, a content warning. The following will include stuff about suicide, drinking and addiction, grief, and “mental illness”. (I may add to this list as I go) This is the first time I’ve ever attempted blogging about personal stuff. I’m calling it a […]

Days 13-14: Boustead Hill, England (Aug. 28-29)

Alright so it’s been a relatively very long time since I’ve posted. In order to have more flexibility on the back end with this thing, I had to learn how to self-host it and migrate everything, which…took two months I guess. In any case, it’s now December 31, 2019, the last night of the decade, […]

Days 8-12: Edinburgh, Scotland (August 23-27)

Well here I am more than three weeks back in the states, and I feel as though I haven’t fully landed. I’ve been somewhat going through the motions waiting to see if my spirit is going to come back from the island. One way I’ve been coping with the withdrawal is diving into Irish cinema, […]

Day 7: Meeting Pauline Loftus (August 22, 2019)

I’ve been trying to put together thoughts for a full post about the final days of my initial stint in Ireland, but that’s going to take some more time. (After August 23rd I headed to Scotland, then England, and am currently back in Ireland until September 17th when I’ll head back to the states) So […]

Day 6: Newport (August 21, 2019)

I failed to mention in my previous post (but was reminded when I found my initial draft on my iPad) that I had begun to feel a certain, unfamiliar type of hesitation around all this. It began while reading the guidebook in the library, and surged when waking up the next day. Who am I […]

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