Some years ago the hottest thing on Netflix was Tidying up with Marie Kondo. For those who missed this beauty, it was a cleaning show in which this superhuman bordering on alienesque woman visited people’s places and told them how…
Category: Me time
A drop in the ocean, a straw of grass on a field
There are eight billion people on this planet. Each one struggles with life’s hardships, with connection, with purpose, with survival. Throughout the years of my life, I’ve asked myself what makes me unique, what gives me purpose, what excuses my…
A boat lost at sea
When I was eight I wrote a story of an anthropomorphic boat that travelled around the world’s waters. As it visited place after place, it grew increasingly lonely and started to look for another boat to keep it company. But…
Marrying the wrong person
On YouTube, I’ve had a reoccurring recommendation. It has the title: Why you will end up marrying the wrong person. It’s a quasi-philosophical talk by someone somewhat important that I care nought for, but each time I see it under…
Kryptonite-me this!
Despite a love for dark mint chocolate, I have always preferred my men nougaty. Perhaps surprising then that my all-time favourite superhero is Superman. It might seem like a cliché, that the “don’t-blast-me-with-kryptonite-perfection” that is Superman would the obvious choice…
So long, and thanks for all the fish
A loud bang on the bedroom door shocks me into a state of hyper-awokness. Like any millennial, my first instinct is to check my phone. Lying next to me in bed it is the closest thing to a lover and…
Grandma Chic and the Illusion of Choice
The walls are painted in that pale shade of pink that is as non-committal as a lover who calls at 21.30 on a Saturday night. From the theatre black ceiling, industrial lamps and rescued lampshades from the salvation army hangs…
Wants and Needs: and the Smack Operator
(Instead of Music: Confusion) In a panic, I woke up with one thought, and one thought only: “I need to get my retirement pension in order!“ Out of all the absurd things I wake to, this was the ultimate cookie…
The lost and found section at the hospital
There are condoms in bowls absolutely everywhere. It is the first sign that everything is not quite according to standard practice. My second sign is the gay poster of two men kissing and a coffee machine proclaiming a gay-positive message.…
Hitting the snooze button to keep the dream alive
I woke up to the yellow shade of a sunrise in the early, misty haze resulting from dropped temperatures. For many years, I had forgotten the magical light that encloses the North during these dark and cold times. As I…