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Panic came a-knocking recently, and it extracted the last of the seven shades of shit from my what at times appears to be a kittenesque psyche. Or perhaps the better analogy would be a mouse, but there’s something, some intangibly feline quality, to my mortal vessel that just seems to better capture the fragility of …
It’s nearly seven years since I attempted to wrestle back control of my life from the entirely unfavourable patterns I had settled into. Excessive indulgence; the blurring of weekends into weekdays; laziness in the extreme; total lack of ambition. I’d carried on in this way for quite some time, despite it being deeply unfulfilling, and …
For a so-called social animal, the games we play with one another and lengths we’ll go to in order to blend in or at least avoid causing a ruckus, seem to be a lot like hard work, begging the question of just how easy being sociable is. Necessary, yes. Conducive to well-being, almost certainly, especially …
The heart-breaking, unneccessary deaths of Ciara Pugsley and Erin Gallagher shocked the nation recently, tugging at the heartstrings of parents and non-parents alike. A person taking their own life is about as disturbing as it gets, and the only way it can be even more upsetting is when it concerns a minor. In their early …