Well that was fun, wasn’t it? A bit weird, sure… but interesting? Maybe? Who knows.
But it’s time for something completely different — starting with ending this blog.
I’ve thought about deleting the recent Punk Monk posts. But I’m not wiping the slate clean — I’m leaving them up. Same with the poetry, the flash fiction, the messy bits. They’re fossils now. Evidence. Growth frozen in time.
So take them — and everything else in life — with a pinch of salt. Especially if it’s well-seasoned bollocks from a ranting Yorkshireman.
Farewell to WordPress. And Maybe Punk Monk, Too.
WordPress isn’t the place it was a decade ago, so it’s time to move on. I’ll probably end up on Substack — I’ll post on Instagram when that’s sorted.
But more importantly: I’m not sure this is Punk Monk anymore. I didn’t set out to write a self-help book or build a brand. I was just trying to make sense of things. Trying to stay alive.
What ended up on the page isn’t necessarily what I want to continue with right now — but it served its purpose, at least to me: start writing and posting again, translate emotions and experiences into language, etc.
What Now? Who Knows.
I didn’t wake up one day with a master plan. I just… woke up.
After years of autopilot, survival mode, turning the volume down on my own thoughts — I started listening again. The language came first. Words I’d picked up along the way started sticking together. Eventually, I could translate the way I felt.
Not for others. For me.
And now? I don’t need to translate everything. I just need to live it.
I Spent 31 Years in School.
That’s what it feels like in hindsight, anyway.
Which — if you’ve ever met anyone who spent too long in higher education — you might recognise in me: a pretty smart cookie with little to no common sense.
That’s fine with me. Every day’s a school day.
Today’s subject? Presence.
Thanks for reading. If you made it this far — I love you, ya silly bastard.
Now go touch some grass.
— Ryan
IG – @Ryyun
PS: I’ve been working on this post for too long and if I know me, I’d have re-drafted it into oblivion and never posted it. SO HERE IT IS. I feel pretty ok with it now, but like most writers, I’ll probs hate it in a week. That’s ok. I’ll write something better next week. See you soon xo