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  • the ragged seam: reflections on March and our anniversary of isolationMarch 10, 2021
    A reflection on the past year as our Apocalypse-aversary approaches, mapping out my favourite Quarantine Reads, and imagining what the world will be like moving forward. In just a handful of days, it will have been an entire year since,…
  • long live the night owl: taking advantage of the witching hoursFebruary 23, 2020
    It’s one a.m., and you’ve been lying awake for hours. Already, the anxiety of the coming day has started to creep in through the curtains and the racing thoughts are making your body restless. Unfortunately, the only logical thing to do is to lie back and force yourself to get some shut eye… Or is it?
  • transient vs long-term: redefining friendships as a grown-upFebruary 17, 2020
    Over the last couple of days, I’ve had the chance to reconnect with some friends I haven’t seen in a while. With my oldest friends, there’s rarely any awkwardness to stumble over, even if it’s been years since we last caught up. We had time to speak about friendships – and the extra value we’ve started to place on our closest pals as we approach our mid-twenties.
  • Guest post: ‘LILAC’ by Alex JonesJanuary 28, 2020
    A short piece about mental health, self-discovery, and reaching out for help through counselling. Guest writer Alex Jones shares his story in this profound piece of autofiction.
  • seeking permanence in creativityJanuary 15, 2020
    For most people, deciding on a career path will often determine their physical location – or at least give them a nudge in a certain direction. If I was pursuing a career in nursing, for example, my location might be…
  • where the heart is: re-imagining the concept of homeAugust 8, 2019
    Picture this: I’m on a train from Glastonbury to Oxford. Having been away for a few months, I’m finally heading home. I have no contract on a house – no roof over my head to return to – though, somehow,…

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