Why do the first 100 pages of a book disappear in the blink of an eye and yet the next however many hundred pages always seem to go on forever? Whether for better or worse, I’ve encountered this strange phenomenon for what feels like aeons. Whilst I suspect there is probably a psychologically sophisticated answer,Continue reading “Reminiscing”
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Morris & Me
I’ve happily fallen prey to nostalgia this week. Whilst lately we seldom seem able to discuss this peculiar quality without derision, I see very little wrong with occasionally allowing ourselves be warmed with wistful affection for the past. I suppose I mean this more in reference to our own lives than in the grand termsContinue reading “Morris & Me”
Gossamer Echoes
Imagine how many times a day your thumb glides across the screen of your phone, taps an app and you find the whole world at your feet. Now imagine a world without Wi-Fi. Tricky, isn’t it? It wasn’t until this week when mine disappeared that I realised the visceral reaction my hand has to myContinue reading “Gossamer Echoes”
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