Category: Happiness

Just keep on walking buddy, you’re not getting another run at this. Every now and then a guy will resurface on my whatsapp, or chat, that I’d completely forgotten about. You know ‘dem ones.’ The mandatory maintenance text that outwardly says ‘sup’ but means ‘I haven’t forgot you. We could still hook up.’ The situationship. […]

Why have some people got their panties in a bunch about loving Pokemon Go? As a Pokemon fan from way back, nothing has made me happier than the chance to update my pokedex, get out there and meet other like minded nerds. We’re adorable. Think of us like asexual doggers, wandering around parks and scenic routes,looking for invisible […]

Life, or something a lot like it Last month on My Life: I got a job. I started a course. I downloaded Tinder. Again. I quit the job. I finished the course. I deleted Tinder. Again. Despite the boring summary, I feel like things have changed. Albeit microscopically. Instead of putting the same effort into a CV as I […]

The only person you can change is yourself Einstein once said that the definition of madness was doing the same thing over and over again and expecting a different result. You can fall into unhealthy patterns with certain people. I always thought if I tried harder, compromised and practiced patience, things would improve. But people show you […]

Things work always work out in the end. Even gastroenteritis. All it took was one bite of the egg. I heaved up the banana milkshake quicker than I’d drunk it. Then whatever else was left of the Tonsai devil burger I had at the start of my journey. That’s what I get for eating a burger at […]

It’s good to be impulsive. And occasionally life threatening. It’s the year of the monkey. Naturally, I was born in the year of the monkey. Witty, sociable, easily bored, stubborn. Sums me up perfectly I think. No better time to get harnessed up and back on the face of a mountain. It’s been a few […]

Have passport, will travel. It’s 7am and I have a yoga class in an hour. I woke up because of the sea. Living in London, I’ve never had the luxury of waking up to anything other than the sound of urban foxes shagging. Mexico City wasn’t much better. Although sirens were often interspliced with drunken […]