Rage against the balloon (and sky lantern)
Exploring new places whilst pursuing new projects. It really doesn’t have to be one or the other.
So I quit my job. Again.
How do I go about being over-the-top happy and present in the moment when I am so busy?
Cheering the London Marathon restored my faith in human kind.
Sadness is just a small part of it, the LOVE we feel for you, that’s the biggest part of all
Why on Earth is it a basic assumption that housework is a woman’s job?
How refreshing it is to realise that maybe, I was on the right track all along
It’s not enough to be busy; so are the ants. The question is: what are we busy about?
A love so inherent, so deep-seated, that we often don’t even realise it’s there