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Our working world is a little messed up, isn’t it?
A couple of Tuesdays ago, I was feeling particularly tired. Like really tired. It was one of those days when, had I been back in
Who are you? The dangers of identity
It’s interesting how we define ourselves. A few years ago, if someone had asked me who I was, I would have said: high-achiever, sporty, middle
The stories we tell ourselves
Humans are just the most gorgeously complex, delicate, wonderful creatures. I’m sitting in a cafe in Marylebone and it’s a gorgeous September Sunday morning — I decided
Anyone else finding life post lockdown a liiiiittle bit weird?
And just like that my trip in Mexico was over. Gone were the tacos. The insanely spicy chilli sauce which I poured by mistake all
Breathing changed me. It can change you too.
About half an hour in, I found myself in the foetal position, sobbing. The facilitator asked my how old I was and my 29 year
The Blame Game
So I don’t like football. Like. At all. To be honest I find it boring and I don’t particularly enjoy the culture associated with it