OCTOBER ’25

  • 33. Peace found me in Paris, my most treasured souvenir.

    33. Peace found me in Paris, my most treasured souvenir.

    What a week – what a month – this October. What a thing it is to let time wash over you, to feel how it carries you and drops you off, gently, on an unsuspecting evening where you realise just how much everything has changed. I’ll never understate the relevance of growth which flows…

  • 32. Enrich your soul.

    32. Enrich your soul.

    Lately, I’ve found myself feeling rushed. As a final year university student, with a job and a half – that half being everything to do with this blog – pressure may seem inevitable, but I must clarify there is a difference between pressure and rush. What I mean are the day-to-day things; I feel…

  • 31. Beware the Cucks.

    31. Beware the Cucks.

    People who change themselves around others are the saddest types of people, because all they are actually doing is broadcasting their insecurities to anyone who actually knows them, and insulting themselves in doing so. I’ve encountered almost every variant of this kind of person and found there to be no similarity amongst them, aside…