In other words, I’m dying for a tattoo.
Category Archives: Reflections
Am I Responsible or Regretful?
I have this weird thing about feeling responsible for someone else’s anger.
I ignored you for two months and became an award winning writer
I have been ignoring my blog, for all the usual life reasons, but usually it just comes from me not having very much to say. Well. I did a bit of travelling and now I got tons to say, hello.
The Creation of the Universe: Narrated by a Camel
You did not read that wrong, I have in fact been reading about the universe from the point of view of a camel. And let me tell you, it has been an incredible experience.
As Usual, Reading has given me an Existential Crisis
Yeah, for some reason I thought it would be a good idea to consume the heavy hitters in Modernist Literature in one weekend. The writers who question over and over again if here is there, if now is not now, if love is a physical state or a vapour that surrounds us.
Who knew that working out was good for you
Now I knew it would be hard. I sit at my computer for most of the day, having a desk job. Covid has meant that I only need to journey form one room to the other to get my work done, I have about 2 friends so best believe I’m not out clubbing every evening. I lead a pretty static lifestyle.
One Conversation is all it takes
As I get older I’m placing more importance on healthy communication. As well as that, I’m realising just how much a simple conversation can make the difference in my whole day.
My To-Do list is not my friend
The issue I have, is that I’ll write too many tasks for the day, the day goes awry and then I feel like a steaming pile of garbage when I haven’t ticked off my eight tasks.
Negativity is Contagious
The weird thing about being unhappy and living in Negativity Land is that you quickly get used to it. It becomes the ‘normal’ of your life, underpinning everything with just a twinge of bad that means you can’t fully enjoy anything. It becomes irrelevant and cursory.
I have a problem with all these labels
I understand that not everyone is going to think the same thing when it comes to the big labels. But what frustrates me is the fact that these things have to be categorized so rigidly in the first place and then when your experience is different from the ‘typical’ affliction, you are an outlier and then it is more difficult being understood.