One of the things vexing me most about people in this pandemic (aside from food waste and panic buyers and people openly coughing in public) is rich people telling everyone staying home isn't that hard. Obviously, stay the fuck at home, but it really isn't as easy for everyone. We don't all have cinema rooms, … Continue reading My Lavish Lockdown Digs
Creating is my favourite way to pass time. And suddenly I, like most people, find myself with a lot of time. However, as I mentioned in my last post, all of our brains are rather full of worry to be focusing on things like writing and other brain-reliant projects. Which is why in times of … Continue reading Cooking to Forget the Crisis
A short post this evening to mark the end of day three (how is it only day three???) and to celebrate a little shine of hope in this seemingly endless darkness. The world is, undoubtedly, a scary and confusing place right now. And Britain had issues long before coronavirus crept onto our shores. What with … Continue reading A Little Shine of Hope
Be kind. We've been hearing that a lot over the past week and it's a marvel we still need to be reminded. Just be fucking kind. How can it be that hard? But what, pray tell, even is kindness? Is it buying a charity t-shirt that says 'be kind' on but was made in a … Continue reading How To Be Kind
What a decade, huh? I've not been climbing rungs in a career ladder, or getting married and having kids, or buying a house. But I have so many memories. Memories I'll cherish forever. I started the decade where my adult life began, where confidence became a thing I actually possessed, and where I found my … Continue reading My Decade in Summary: Love, Laughter, and Something Else Beginning with L
This is late. Again. I know, I’m the worst. I’m also massively procrastinating because I told myself I’d go out for a run this afternoon BUT I HAVE TO GET EVERYTHING DONE FIRST, OKAY?! I’m also not quite sure where this post is heading. I wrote the word ‘pride’ down in my notes app a … Continue reading Why Are We Never Allowed To Be Proud?
Admittedly, moving to Edinburgh on the week of my period was a bad idea. I felt way more emotions than I otherwise would. I cried on my dog the evening before I left (he didn’t care at all—just sighed and tried to move away). However, despite still feeling emotionally fragile, and after four stages of … Continue reading I Moved to Edinburgh!
I’ve hinted at this a lot over the past few weeks but it’s always been distant. A thought in my head as opposed to a concrete decision. Now, though, I’m laying out the details. I'm moving to Edinburgh on the 15th of October (cue panic!). Since I first visited Edinburgh in 2015 I’ve wanted to … Continue reading I’m Moving to Edinburgh!
The other week a person I admired, thought of as a friend, went on a spree of meme sharing. But not the funny sort. Not to me, anyway. These memes all said if you still lived with your parents over twenty-five you were a massive failure and a waste of space. One of them mentioned … Continue reading Why is Living at Home in Your Twenties STILL Seen as Failure?
I attended a concert the other week, and during the warm-up act everyone was told to stand, clap, raise their hands, and have a grand ol’ time. Whilst the people around me clearly wanted to stand—they were shuffling in their seats as if to rise—all of them looked around, saw others weren’t standing, and remained … Continue reading Make Memories Don’t Tick Boxes