Actions, Inactions, And The Language Of Loving Yourself
It often amazes me how despite the fact that we breath in life, humanity seems to as whole, live out lives of hyperventilated exhalations of death.
It often amazes me how despite the fact that we breath in life, humanity seems to as whole, live out lives of hyperventilated exhalations of death.
The world is a blur; a whirring uncatchable bolt of life—one that is filled with promise; promise that is mostly unfulfilled.
What you want in life, can easily be affected by what other people want in life too.
During this time of year everyone becomes obsessed with committing to New Year resolutions. We all know these resolutions won’t last. They end up becoming false promises, and are basically the […]
I’ve recently found myself mesmerized by the hit series Narcos, on Netflix.
I recently experienced some massive career success with Marvel. As a lot of you will know, my writing career has been a roller coaster of uncertainty of late (see my […]
Last year, I wrote an article titled Have a dream? Good. Now Dream Bigger. It was an account of my journey in life, and how failures or setbacks, don’t have […]
As I sit here on this wicked Wednesday typing away on my Macbook, playing catch up to last weeks unmet targets — while simultaneously nursing the incessant ache of the […]
Dear Robin, I’m sorry that its been since never, that I’ve written to you. I’m sorry that it took your death to eventually spark the creation of this letter. But, […]