Dealing with everyday disillusion
How living the expat life affected my ability to maintain relationships. On a family holiday in New York, sometime around 2004, my Dad broke the news to my Sister and I that he had accepted a job offer in Bahrain. Having never heard of it, I asked him where it was: “It’s a small island... Continue Reading →
I left Facebook months ago in an attempt to gain back some control - of my emotions as well as my actions, as it is the former that guides the latter - which had become an increasingly ephemeral presence in my life. Freed from the clutches of shallow techno-fantacism, I experienced a brief period of... Continue Reading →
How setting myself unrealistic goals has hindered progress. It happens every January: After the hedonistic Christmas period has left me feeling deflated emotionally, and inflated physically, I sit down to write my New Year’s resolutions, or as I call it the "Do More" list. More out of a misplaced sense of guilt, (and a dash... Continue Reading →
Lessons learned from being sober (and subsequently not).
I awake in the night as the fear swoops down and clutches my chest, breath stolen as they draw closer, words turning to ash in my mouth. Paralysed beneath sheets I am fixated on ephemeral movements in the shadows; they have come for me again. The cold smoke of their limbs wrap around me and... Continue Reading →
I sit down in a comfortable chair, book in one hand cup of coffee in the other, intent on assiduously reading it cover to cover, when after ten minutes I find my hand wandering subconsciously toward my mobile phone. Suddenly I am fixated, locked in a tractor beam of artificial glow, index finger flitting in... Continue Reading →
A Skeptic’s Guide to Spirituality Can they co-exist? Last week I stumbled upon a Facebook post from David “Avocado” Wolfe. It was a picture of Dr. Otto Warburg, 1931 Nobel Prize winner for cancer physiology, emblazoned with the quote “No disease, including cancer, can exist in an alkaline environment.” I felt the familiar mix of... Continue Reading →
Detachment has become a way for us to navigate haphazardly through the modern terrain of existence, a terrain that increasingly seems riddled with foul creatures and immovable objects. It is from this observation that my own introspection has begun, and I intend to share the findings of it here.
Detached 