The website Rainymood is a recent addition to my arsenal of heavy duty anti-sadness firepower.Read more "Rainymood"
People with lives, lives like shooting stars, gleaming and bright and rare, rare as grass that’s green, water that’s blue.Read more "This Town Has People In It"
The internet says that you will always find someone to talk to in a hostel. The internet says it’s the easiest thing in the world, even if you’re socially awkward, even if you’re an introvert. You’ll never be truly alone, they say.Read more "Staying in hostels, a story for awkward weird travellers "
I have sporadically kept a diary for a couple of years now. It has been referred to by many names; my Not-journal, my journal, and most descriptive of all, the big black book of death.Read more "Journals are pretty great"
When sleeping on the wrong side of the bed isn’t quite enough, and you still feel like a despair mole (a rare species that bury themselves beneath the physical manifestation of sadness rather than dirt), don’t fret! Here’s another top tip for digging your way towards the surface!Read more "Sleeping Downstairs"
It’s a metaphor, see.Read more "Sleeping on the wrong side of the bed"
Sometimes, when I’m all wrapped up in bed covers, and all I can hear is the gentle pitter patter of rain against my window, I feel like it might just be this way forever. Being sad is freeing, sometimes, when you can cry and shake and run through all the angry, unfair, stupid things that are going wrong. That’s not this kind of sad, though. This time, it’s just a bit lonely and hopeless, just a bit nothing. But then the TV flickers on, and a dim light illuminates my room. The joyful theme to Parks and Recreation starts, and I smile, and things get just a little brighter.Read more "Medicine TV"