It dawned on me today that we're all on a conveyor belt of life. A slow-moving toddle towards something else. But do we even realise we're on it? That we're on a constant, endless, dreary churn sitting there like mindless cartons of milk waiting to be shuffled along. Hoping maybe that we are of use,... Continue Reading →
I’m playing Mario, watching the latest Pixar and eating a bowl of Coco Pops…this is 40!
I'm not sure if this is the thing we all anticipate at mid-life - but something strange is happening. I have bought a Nintendo Switch, I've just signed-up to Disney+ and I'm having midnight feasts of Coco-Pops! Is this normal at my age? Am I trying to cling-on/claim back my youth? Is lockdown making me... Continue Reading →
Can Viktor Frankl solve my existential millennial crisis?
As a millennial, (well, I'm just about a millennial - depending on which definition you read) I am partial to an existential crisis, or two. I announced this while I was playing tennis the other day. And my super intelligent friend questioned if it was actually an existential crisis, or just a crisis? Which, on... Continue Reading →
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