Category: Pensive

  • Tomorrow

    Tomorrow

    Please forgive me, for it has been over a week since my last personal blog. There are a LOT of reasons for this, and all of them revolve around poems. Today, however, I put that all aside and did some work on my soul. Running is my new Thing, but instead of allowing it to […]

  • Leaders of the Free World

    Leaders of the Free World

    800 Twitter followers now. When we get to 1000… be afraid.

  • Take Me I’m Yours

    Take Me I’m Yours

    I am going away at the weekend, but the blogging will continue. However, there needs to be time when a break is scheduled: once the habits are established, but not before. An important part of my routine has slid this week and needs correcting. I know why. It takes a long time for me to […]

  • You Wear It Well

    You Wear It Well

    This week has changed the game plan. A lot of that has to do with knowing I’m not happy with other people’s handling of mass participative events as someone with historic anxiety issues. Forget for a moment about all the other potential mental complications involved in next week’s Ride London, it’s all about knowing I’m […]

  • Airbag

    Airbag

    This is the most significant thing I have done for myself in quite some time. It’s more important than my first book launch yesterday, and I do not state that lightly. Having the space not just to breathe but step back and consider things is crucial at this stage of my progression. There needs to […]

  • Filthy/Gorgeous

    Filthy/Gorgeous

    Not nearly as angry today as I expected to be, but for large portions of the working portion of business it did feel as if I was being followed around by Tim Curry as IT with a rubber hammer, with which he would hit me on the head every ten minutes or so before cackling […]

  • Fragment

    Fragment

    Objectivity in crisis is a hard ask. It’s why you have to feel for all those people unable to move forward right now, and there are a fuck of a lot of them. How will you ever shift away from the permanent, almost omniscient panic that accompanies not knowing what might happen if you get […]

  • Waves

    Waves

    It was blustery as fuck, but the skies warmed my heart, even it the wind was enough to take my breath away. Came back with a handful of flotsam, and a river-worn piece of glass I’m tempted to set as a pendant. There’s going to be a lot of time spent here in the months […]

  • Look Up

    Look Up

    Callouses are BACK on my hands, and I can wallow in the understanding, sitting here recovering, just how much I FUCKING LOVE WEIGHTLIFTING. Cycling can’t get close to the endorphin high, plus I can show off just how much work really was done during Lockdown (a lot, lets be honest). If there were money available, […]

  • So Here We Are

    So Here We Are

    Whenever two or three people I know and follow, on Twitter, get together and have a conversation, Twitter actively attempts to involve me. Even on Tweetdeck, that interaction appears unavoidable. With my tech hat on there are clearly very good reasons why doing this is a good idea for the growth of the platform overall. […]