I’ve always done the sensible thing. Made the safe choice, kept quiet until I was sure of what I had to say (and sometimes even then). I did well in school. I graduated on time. There was a brief interlude between completing my degree and finding employment relevant to it: a seven month period like … Continue reading The sun will come up.
My brain, for the past 12 months, has felt like a broken record, stuck on a loop of concerns that I’m supposed to have already resolved. Continue reading I think I’m afraid to grow up.
Note: This was an assessment piece written in August 2018 for QUT unit DFB404. Are we dragging through life in survival mode – rather than thriving – in our quest to tick all the right boxes? Recently, I served a friend who I hadn’t seen in some time at work. “How are you?” she asked. “Exhausted,” I … Continue reading I don’t know how she does it.
Acting like you don’t care is not letting it go. Do more things that make you forget to check your phone. Appreciate the little things: how someone looks when they think nobody can see them; the smell of new books; a sore stomach from uncontrollable laughter; peaches; that moment at a concert or music festival where … Continue reading 20 things to know by the time you’re 20.
By many, if not all accounts, romance is dead. Continue reading Nothing beats holiday boredom like a little right-swiping.
Today was a standard food day: a bowl of porridge (377 calories), an iced black coffee (11 calories), a lunch-time banana and muesli bar combination (304 calories) and grilled salmon with vegetables for dinner (500 calories). Continue reading How to disappear completely
A brief and incomplete list of people who are (in my humble opinion) crazy: anyone who enjoys mashed potato, anyone who keeps their chocolate at room temperature and their tomato sauce in the cupboard, anyone who thinks I’m not getting dessert.
An even briefer list of people who are not crazy: you. Continue reading Playing it cool.
At Sketch London in David Shrigley’s The Gallery, afternoon tea not only surrounds itself with art, it becomes an art form in itself. Continue reading A Tumble Down the Rabbit Hole
What I’m about to write makes me feel a bit sick in my mouth, so I apologise in advance, but you can bet your bottom dollar I’m going to write it anyway:
I spent the first five weeks of this year enthralled* (*by this I mean: rolling around with my stomach full of gelati and carbohydrates, taking photos of buildings and carousels and allowing the detail that I was in fact there to study escape my mind on a regular basis) in a short-term exchange program in Florence, followed by a very brief, but nevertheless spectacular, stay in Paris and London. Continue reading Hello, yes, I am a spontaneous adventurer, very pleased to meet you.
There used to be a time at the dinner table when a family could not proceed to eat until grace was said. Now, posting pictures to Instagram has become the standard pre-meal ritual. Rather than choosing between different prayers, we choose between different filters, making Lo-Fi, Sierra and Valencia, amongst others, our generation’s holy words. Continue reading Eat, Pray, Blog