• Personal,  Writing

    Writing To Reach You

    Dear Mr Healy, I attended one of your concerts at the start of 2002.  You were amazing.  Your music was great and I went home with tons of happy memories. But something that happened at that concert really changed my life.  And you will almost certainly never know it (unless you read this blog, which is unlikely).  You appeared to be intoxicated and emotional and you advised everyone in the crowd to, “follow your fucking dreams.” You went on and on about how we’d wake up one day regretting it if we didn’t follow our dreams.  And being young and impressionable, I took this on board.  I’ve spent the last…