With an end to lockdown in sight, there’s a lot of conversation about getting ‘back to normal’, and saying goodbye to the pandemic for good. Of course it goes without saying that I’m ready for the end of ‘unprecedented times’ but I think we should be cautious about returning to how we were before. There’s…
I think in Lockdown #97 or whatever we’re on now we’ve all stopped pretending we’re being super productive, so that’s nice. All pretences of sourdough bread baking, new language learning, pilates every day-ing have gone out the window, and most of us are calling clean sweatpants a win. This descent into acceptance feels like a…
I didn’t read a single book in the first two weeks of January and then I powered through five, so I’m calling that a win. Reading comes in fits and starts for me, I’m usually either racing through five books a week or reading nothing for months. I’m finding at the moment that my Uni…
January passes like honey, slow and sticky at first, then all at once, tumbling into February. January is touted as the worst month of the year, but I’ve always enjoyed it. The peaceful, frosty quiet of the month is always welcome after the chaos of December. January this year has been harder though. The combination…
By lunchtime dreams are hazy, But they live and breathe in the night. I run, my feet heavy slaps on tarmac, Sweat pours down my back – that part’s real. I shake, gasping for breath. The air is cold, yet heat blooms in my cheeks. I look behind me, eyes searching eyes. I run and…
The makeup that helps me be, er, slightly productive.
A thousand days Like the one beforeWe were thereWhen the world gone quiet. Each day the same,An endless loopOnce, twice, three times repeat. But in each dayYou will findGrowth, change, birth. The earth moves onIt shifts and turns.Your world is bigger than four wallsEven when it feels so small. Be brave my friend,This too will…
This week marks the beginning of a new term of my MA, and honestly? I’m even more excited than in September. The anxieties of returning to school (five whole years since graduating, when did that happen?!) have long since disappated, and this time around I have a new found appreciation for my time at uni. In the words of Andy Bernard, ‘I wish there was a way to know you were in the good old days before you actually left them’…
Let’s be honest here, blog posts have been few and far between in these parts. It wasn’t a conscious decision but the stress of lockdown and then the return to uni have been more impactful on my creative space than I had wanted. I don’t want this little corner of the internet to die out,…