New Routines. I took a week off last week, unplanned until Sunday evening. I’d spent an entire day in a funk, folded into a sofa crease, clocking up the hours on social media. I spent maybe 8, 9 hours online, getting more and more miserable and angry at myself, yet unable to stop. I need… Read More New Routines
Thinking or doing? I think a lot. About so many different things – the obvious ones, like my research, and the less obvious ones, like whether I replied to that message 6 years ago with the right tone of voice, or just exactly how uncomfortable I will feel wearing whatever I’ve decided to wear in… Read More Thinking or doing?
The wind rips through Birch branches outside, bringing twigs clattering onto the conservatory roof. Inside a fluffy fleece, I snuggle deeper into the chair, still in that hot-chocolate-glow that lingers after a long, piping hot bath. The old Bush stereo crackles Schubert in the background, as an unseen draught sends yellow flames flickering from beeswax.… Read More October
The seat presses hard against my back, legs jammed up against the hard plastic of the chair in front of me. Wheels skim over rails beneath, a warm sound a comfort in my inadvertent cocoon of seating. I make myself small, away from commuters, retreating to a world of headphones and motion. I lean… Read More Ideas