On: Grief.
I started writing this on a train to work at 6:55am and it is taking everything within me to focus and not miss my stop. Whilst physically present, my mind is simply no longer here.…
View PostI started writing this on a train to work at 6:55am and it is taking everything within me to focus and not miss my stop. Whilst physically present, my mind is simply no longer here.…
View PostAs I walked through the passageway from the Victoria line to the oyster barriers at Kings Cross, a young masked couple gently found each other’s hands, and as they walked on, the man hummed a…
View PostA good portion of us have been, and are still working from home where possible given the current Covid-19 outbreak. I’ve been working from home since about mid-March and it has taken quite a few…
View PostA good portion of us have been, and are still working from home where possible given the current Covid-19 outbreak. I’ve been working from home since about mid-March and it has taken quite a few…
View PostBooks have always been an oasis of sorts for me. When the world is confusing and feels grey with uncertainty – I allow myself to get completely and utterly lost within the crisp pages…
View PostI think the title alludes to what exactly this piece encapsulates, but my dear friends, I forgot how to write. Even now as I write this on a packed rush-hour train home, I’m trying to…
View Post[ Found In The Change ] . It’s is June 1st and I am sat in a very hot warehouse in south Bermondsey. I am on a lunch break from the Youth Leaders conference I’m…
View Post[ Found In The Change ] . It’s is June 1st and I am sat in a very hot warehouse in south Bermondsey. I am on a lunch break from the Youth Leaders conference I’m…
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