Missing
The sound of his laughter echoed through the room, but his eyes remained cold and distant.
Elliot Pearson
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Time Slips Away
I think I just met the happiest person in the world! No triumphal fanfares, no gymnastic cartwheels, no overindulgent exultation. Just – relative to me, at least – an image of pure happiness. The bar is currently set particularly low, granted, what with us being the only people left on Earth and with me having…
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The Cost of Saying Things Out Loud
There’s an inner turmoil in resurrecting my article writing and publishing. In my personal life I’ve been increasingly looking at my privacy online, predominantly in response to a growing awareness of ‘big tech’ and it’s never-ending data collection and monetisation. The documentary ‘The Social Dilemma’ started the ball rolling back in 2020, but even then…
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Knowledge & My Mental Health
It has dawned on me with increasing ferocity that my mental health is heavily affected by the day-to-day workload of both family life and my job, but most specifically in their requirements on my mental capacity. We often feel overwhelmed by the barrage of information we need to manage on a daily basis, and much…
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Comparing Shades Of Green
When we daydream about where we would like to be, or what we wish we were doing, or who we would be with, what role does that play within us?
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The Mundane & The Eternal
Something about the calm of the sky had me thinking that all problems are temporary. Like the sky, life preceded the problems we are working through, just as, whatever the outcome, it will continue beyond them.