“But they broke their promise.” Words muttered at me by a friend. We all make promises. Give our word. State categorically that this will happen without fail. We make promises with the best of intentions, on behalf of future selves that we believe will fulfill them. And sometimes we break our promises. Whether we deem a broken … Continue reading Promises, promises…
Thinking
Keeping it real.
It seems to me as if we’ve changed our definition of what is real to accommodate an economy based on the currency of sharing. It’s an economy that seems to me to measure an event’s value by the number of likes and retweets it gets. An economy that changes the way we make decisions because … Continue reading Keeping it real.
Mistakes. I’ve made a few…
Back when I was a wee person, my parents warned me about this terrible thing called “making mistakes”. They talked about this a lot. They filled my head with all kinds of horror stories. They believed that as long as I did things with caution and care, and learned from other people’s blunders and faux … Continue reading Mistakes. I’ve made a few…
Push the button.
Something happened the other day – a throw away comment landed in my inbox – I thought about it for all of five minutes. And then wound myself up some more. And then a bit more. And then I decided that I was mad as wasps about the whole thing, and the only option was … Continue reading Push the button.
Can I kiss you?
Picture the scene: Summer of 2011. Early evening. Two people – a guy and a girl. Loitering outside Goodge Street tube station. “Can I kiss you?” he asked. Balls. I didn't really want to kiss him. It had been a lack lustre first date. Zero spark if you know what I mean. However I didn't … Continue reading Can I kiss you?
Pulling the plug…
You know you have those days where you have a random chit chat with someone and it helps to unravel some stuff that’s been burbling around in the back of your brain? Today was one of those days for me. For a few weeks now I’ve been trying to get my head straight around some … Continue reading Pulling the plug…
Faffing for England…
My mentor is on occasion a complete bugger. A couple of years back, after I’d known him a while, he set me a challenge – to put my life plan down on paper. More specifically I had to do it in four thousand words. Which is a lot of words btw. And to make matters … Continue reading Faffing for England…
Decisions, decisions…
I mentor someone. Poor child I know. We met up last week. Top news! She has been offered a job. Her first since leaving Uni. On paper it requires hard work and effort, but offers potential to be a good building block for her future. However she was dithering. She asked me how I would … Continue reading Decisions, decisions…
Needs vs. wants.
I’ve been pondering a topic of conversation recently whilst I’ve been cranking out the miles. Wants vs. needs. Needs vs. wants. Bit like Daddy or chips really. Or maybe that’s just me? A need is something you have to have, something you can't do without. A good example is food. If you don't eat, you … Continue reading Needs vs. wants.
A little insight into what goes on in my head…
It's not a very well known fact, but I actually hate running. Abhor it even. I'm not built for it. I'm built for reclining on an ornate piece of furniture and having peeled grapes fed to me. For the observant amongst you, you will be able to spot that the aforementioned statement is not exactly … Continue reading A little insight into what goes on in my head…