I want to own a property and plant a forest and watch it grow as I get old. I also want to live in a city and interact with people and drink coffee and see the lights and breathe in the arts and culture. Opposition is a funny thing, and I wonder if we can…… Continue reading 20 Acres and Bees
Coming home is the sweetest of the bittersweet moments. Home’s fragrant and warm and bright and blue skied, and London was grey and it was cold, and people stand in your way even if you have a suitcase, and you have to keep your purse close. But it was an electrifying chill which woke you…… Continue reading Home / Away
Sometimes the most interesting moments are the ones which follow a wrong turn down a road which is not the shortcut, but it proves to be a shortcut, but you get to see the new foals and the silhouetted trees fencing in a pink sky, and a billowing crimson cloud dressed in every silver lining. Just the same,…… Continue reading Opportunist, Optimist
This has been saved as a draft since May, and I’m not sure why I never posted it. It’s fun to reflect, and this is a nice step back into what I was experiencing in the dawn of winter, and I’m reading now at winter’s dusk. // Hygge is cosiness and comfort. On this cold…… Continue reading The 5 Senses, and Hygge
In life, you make joy or you find joy or you’re given joy, and when you discover a source of joy, you have to seize it. These joyful things slip away and reappear, or sprout from somewhere unexpected, and that’s okay. Just make sure that your arms are always open to receiving joy, and your…… Continue reading Finding Joy, Greeting Spring.
Isn’t it strange how medicine keeps people alive until they’re 100 but it can’t make their mind strong until 100 or their bones and their skin strong until 100, and the last 15 years are pretty unpleasant? And you can really see evolution chasing its tail, because we stay alive for so long but our…… Continue reading Run On.
To a friend, who’s going international and not returning, to clarify. And the short answer is, you can’t. If you know it’s the last time, you’ve just got to look at them and try and make yourself remember this moment a little better than it remembers everything else, but it can’t really. You have to live…… Continue reading How to Say Goodbye Forever
I don’t know about you, but I don’t usually like change. I don’t like the unknown particularly, and I’m definitely too nostalgic to easily release the present into the past. Usually, it’s for the best though. Change is evolution and progression and experience, and if you don’t end up in a better place than before,…… Continue reading After Laughter: Album Review, and a thought on change.
Less dire than a danger zone, more existent than the friend zone. I’m talking, of course, about the comfort zone. As a young kid, you live without inhibitions or expectations, an unstoppable combination. As you age, you develop a comfort zone. With age, you might train yourself to leave your comfort zone; to remold and stretch…… Continue reading De Payser
When your to do list yearns to see the sun wake the world and feel the crisp chill of the morning air, and simultaneously aches to skip to the star strewn late night sky, driving into a dark horizon with the windows down, you face the decision between a late night and an early start.…… Continue reading Night Owl, Early Bird