Baby steps
If we are to believe all those self-help books we should be leaping out of bed, scouring our bodies with (organic) nettles, checking off all …
If we are to believe all those self-help books we should be leaping out of bed, scouring our bodies with (organic) nettles, checking off all …
Here we go again. Do you ever get that feeling? Groundhog day; deja vu; hang on, I’ve been here before; there’s nothing new under the sun; technology …
I don’t dream very frequently, so when I do dream, I tend to pay attention – not so much to the dream, but to the feelings provoked – and from that I can usually interpret a meaning for me.
I’ve had an uneasy relationship with my mobile phones. It’s another thing to lug around. To lose, to damage, to have the batteries go flat, to have stolen, to impress [nobody] with, to… to… > more…
Do we simply become so hard hearted that nothing can hurt us or do we somehow tear away our carapace and become like a sweet, tender baby? I don’t know that I can risk that, as much as the idea appeals. >>> More…
More than a year has gone past since I last wrote here. I want to say it’s been a terrible year. But that’s not entirely true. The Hallmark sickly sweet side of me wants to pretend everything wants to say it turned out fantastic but that’s not entirely true either. The truth is the earth continued to rotate and the sun appeared in roughly the usual place and time, and life unrolled as it has for the last 100 million days.
“Someone to love, somewhere to live, somewhere to work and something to hope for.” ― Norman Kirk, “The town that’s used to being disappointed”. A dark …
These past few months have been challenging. Not that we’ve been unduly unwell or traumatised by war or any of those kinds of challenges, but …
There’s been plenty of blue skies today. Gale force winds have chivvied the clouds around almost recklessly. Hapless office workers scuttled around at lunch time, …
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