our attention spans are doomed

our attention spans are doomed

why does no one seem that bothered… Two things I’ve noticed recently – both while commuting to work. For one, that all I ever seem to see these days is people looking down, staring blankly at the screen in their hands. I’m by no means exempt from this, I regularly catch myself...

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exposing myself

exposing myself

hear me out When deciding what to write for this week’s wildcard, I struggled to come up with just a single subject. Typically I’d be writing from London, a place that offers up endless inspiration thanks to the myriad of people and things one encounters on a daily basis. Despite its...

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we’re doing way too much

we’re doing way too much

wtf is β€˜maxxing’ and why are we applying it to literally the most normal things? If you’ve been reading my musings, then you’ll know that I’ve been dedicating a good amount of time to bettering myself in recent years. But as much as I consider self-improvement a positive thing, as...

angel vs. devil

angel vs. devil

if nothing matters, why bother? We make around 45 million choices throughout our lifetime. Sometimes they’re good, sometimes they’re bad, and sometimes, they’re really, really bad. But I’m willing to bet that most decisions we consider β€˜bad’ aren’t always enough to alter the course of our lives. Most β€˜bad decisions’ are really just stupid ones, driven by emotion and made in the heat of the moment – a one-off...

By London, UK
Stop shoving online therapy down our throats

Stop shoving online therapy down our throats

i’m trying to watch YouTube in the bath. Go away I’m one BetterHelp ad away from bouncing my Pixel off the wall. Is it just me, or is anyone else being low key harassed by advertising for online therapy portals in 2024? It’s either that or male grooming kits. Perhaps my YouTube algorithm sees the amount of Manchester United rant content I consume and has decided I personally need an intervention. Either way,...

By London, UK
bedtime revenge

bedtime revenge

seeking: a lifetime supply of melatonin. β€˜Jessica, go to sleep!’ As a child, my mom would basically have to beg me to shut off for the evening. Winding down each night – closing my book, getting off the family computer, or switching off my GameBoy – was a routine I vehemently despised. Why should I go to bed because everyone else is? I’m wide awake! This is prime β€˜me time,’ baby! It’s not that...

By London, UK
Netflix, can we have nice things?

Netflix, can we have nice things?

Netflix in 2024 is pretty shite. I’m not a huge fan of reality TV. I’ll indulge in the odd season of Married At First Sight every couple years, sure, but I find it more irritating than anything before long. Despite being apparently β€˜unscripted’, most now follow the same formula relentlessly year after year – to the extent that people will say: β€˜It’s the XYZ episode on Love Island tonight’ with genuine excitement. The novelty of these...

By London, UK