So I haven’t been writing recently.
Currently, I am writing this sitting in a jeep-shaped bed. I was given the choice between a child’s car shaped bed or a regular bed and this is what I have decided. 228 more words
The heat is on. It is miserably hot and humid in my apartment; I actually went out for a drive so I could cool down (when your car is cooler than your home, you know you’re in trouble). 121 more words
I recorded this on Waterloo Station shortly after the Devoted & Disgruntled Vaults Festival Open Space on Saturday. The space was opened to discuss “Let’s stop romanticising depression and marginalising other mental illness” and I called a session called “Why So Serious?” about the issue of taking oneself too seriously, dealing with other people’s expectations, the link between adopting a serious persona and depression or burn-out. 44 more words