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An untitled post once again befalls me.Where do I see myself in a couple of years? Where work fills my time — and it fills nearly all of it now — I find myself taking an unplanned holiday. The off...

Here I am at this page again, and again I can’t make myself stay. The reasons are nothing new. What I keep having to remind myself of is the more embarrassing fact underneath them: that I need somet...

It was a grey February afternoon, the kind where the light drains out of everything before three o’clock, when I first noticed something was wrong with me. I couldn’t focus. The office smelled of ...

I stumbled onto my old Last.fm profile the other day, and wow—the whiplash. It sent me straight back to being twenty-something, living in a small room at my parents’ house, pretending to be an adu...

So. Just added tags. Wonder if this will work well. Essentially I kept seeing the similar post function on the sidebar display posts that were from a different category and I needed a way to enhance t...

In the unhurried days of my youth, when mobile technology was only just beginning to dictate the rhythm of our lives, I had the privilege of growing up in a home steeped in books. My parents would oft...

In my early teens, the house was often a quiet tomb of books until my cousins arrived. Three of them would descend regularly, deposited by parents chasing long work hours or errands—a rhythmic aband...