[post status: a brief life update] When Walking on Custard came out in 2015 (aside: I cannot believe that was three years ago! What on EARTH is happening to the flow of time?!), I needed some sort of online home. I considered all kinds of wild, imaginative ideas, like interactive websites which would act as companions to the […]
[This post was originally written for puttylike.com] I never really grew out of childishness. It’s just so fun. Children get to be curious, silly, and playful. And there’s something delightfully mindful about the capacity they have to get absorbed in an activity for hours on end. Naturally, we can’t remain entirely childlike forever, but I’ve […]
[This relatively sensible post was originally written for puttylike.com] I often feel pressure, like questions are burnt into my brain by endless repetition: Am I contributing to the world right now? Am I making enough money? Am I deepening myself, learning new skills and growing as a person? You might think that achieving any of […]
[SUPER QUICK POST] Today, some Incredibly Obvious Advice Which I Always Forget. You know those things you enjoy doing? (Perhaps you don’t. For me, modern life often turns into a kind of repetitive drudgery where days blend into one another. Even so, there’s usually something at some point lately which brought some joy. It’s useful […]
[Warning: contains mild physics.] Imagine a short piece of rope. We’ll call him Ropert. Let’s imagine that Ropert represents our lives.
I want the answer. The one, single answer which will solve all my problems.
Minds May Say… When things go wrong, my life is not worth living… If I don’t get a degree, my life is not worth living. If I don’t have a partner, my life is not worth living. If I fail at work, my life is not worth living. If I spend an evening alone while […]
For most of us, learning to be happy after anxiety isn’t a smooth journey. If you pushed me into saying more, I’d go as far as saying it’s a bumpy journey. In fact, I’d probably get over-excited and go super-metaphorical about it:
“What is happiness?” This question has been ruined. Ruined!
As a child, I firmly believed in magic.