I sit opposite them. It’s in these moments I exist undistracted. My focus is on them, their story, their very posture towards the past and before the world. Sometimes, I look at them, into their eyes. But more often, I look to the corner of my vision, that liminal space which reaches towards the life
I’m not a good story-teller.There, I’ve said it. And no, I offer no snappy anecdote to explain myself or memorable examples to prove my point. Perhaps, it’s only a mild inconvenience in this world of Marvel movies, Netflix hits, and trending TikToks. But sometimes, I do feel the gravity of my inability, the cost of
There’s nothing quite like the feeling of turning the calendar to January 1st. The beginning of a new year is a special time; it provides the opportunity to reflect on the year that has passed and to prepare for the year ahead. It is a time of introspection and great hope, and those two things
My favourite time of the year is December. Partially because it’s my birthday month and Christmas, but mostly because it is the end; the last 31 days of a full year. A year which was likely filled with many highs and twice as many lows (knowing me), but hopefully lots of growth. The only thing