I've been reading The Lonely City, which has seemed apt to be reading in the week of World Mental Health Day on 10th October. How is it that the loneliest places can often be the busiest places, where people go virtually unnoticed? We live life so quickly that it is possible to avoid meaningful conversations with anyone when... Continue Reading →


It’s sort of like opening the curtains  on a morning thick with fog; difficult to orient the self within, impossible to see a way through, or detect the familiar which undoubtedly surrounds, yet remains out of reach.  Walking through that same fog further distorts impressioned reality, challenges each of the senses.  Or similar to swimming... Continue Reading →

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