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why is it so goddamn hard to be present?

why is it so goddamn hard to be present?

try as I might to give the here and now my undivided attention, living in the moment is no easy feat when you’re navigating the chaos that’s your late twenties. In April last year, my reality was flipped on its head. The stability, security, and comfort that I was in retrospect a little too accustomed to vanished in a matter of seconds, leaving me with a ton of uncertainty. The thing is, despite the...

By London, UK
is being ‘busy’ even desirable?

is being ‘busy’ even desirable?

why does it feel like i never have enough time? This weekend, I’m lucky enough to be flying overseas for a holiday in Portugal. I know I’ll be spending some much-needed quality time with my mother, eating delicious food, drinking copious amounts of vinho verde, chatting about the big and little things in life, and soaking up some much-needed sun. I should be excited – of course I am – but...

By London, UK
the death of England football fever, sponsored by Southgate

the death of England football fever, sponsored by Southgate

three games in, top of the group, and yet I really can’t be arsed In the build-up to this year’s Euros, there was a distinct difference in feeling among England fans. Having previously revelled in our comfy underdog mentality and self-deprecation other nations mistook for arrogance (It’s coming home), we arrived in Germany as odds-on-favourites, with France, to win the thing. Despite the general consensus from England supporters that Gareth Southgate’s...

By London, UK
watching reality tv doesn’t make you a bad person

watching reality tv doesn’t make you a bad person

some might say it makes you a better one Let’s face it, reality television has a pretty bad reputation. Admitting you indulge in watching humans compete for fame while going at their castmates’ throats or tongue-snogging on camera can find you on the receiving end of some seriously bombastic side eyes. Confessing this to the wrong crowd may even see them privately knock your intellectual status down a couple pegs. ‘It’s trash!’...

By London, UK