Written on 21 November 2018
“I am the angel of death. I have lost count of the number of souls I have harvested.
“I am God and the Devil, Good and Evil, Black and White and every colour in between.
“I can count the number of good night sleeps I've had on one hand, and yet I'm more awake, more prepared, more dangerous, more alert, more downright focused then I have ever been.
“I am the Dragon in the treasure, the one who could destroy or unite on a whim. I am the hound, the tiger, the hunter and the ghost.
“I have seen heaven and spat on it, I have seen hell and stopped for a beer, I've seen purgatory and outlasted everyone, and I have seen reincarnation. I've been a fox, a sheep, a shepherd and a butter churn.
“some have tried to break me, others have tried to befriend me, and others still see me as a God and worship my every move. I am a wolf and I come out at night. I am an owl who graces the bright sunlight of daytime.
“Everyone I meet is changed, everyone I meet could end at any moment, everyone I meet could be experiencing their last day, and yet I will keep on living.
“I am immortal.
“And you look really cute in your photo. Fancy a drink sometime?”