What tickled our fancy in the summer, will not always carry us through to winterWe locked eyes across the dance floor. I smiled, before I bashfully looked down at the ground. I squeezed my drink a little tighter as I…Jul 30, 2021Jul 30, 2021
Why I did not give up on Dry JanuaryAdmittedly, this has been an article that has been a long time coming. If you were to scroll through my phone, you would find various…Jul 29, 2021Jul 29, 2021
The place between dreams and wakefulnessThere is a place I go to. It is such a place that I am unsure whether I am awake, or still dreaming. It is a blissful place, because it is…Feb 3, 2021Feb 3, 2021
Why I gave up on meat-free January, 7 days in.I came home from work hungry, tired and in pain. I opened my fridge and stared at the mushroom and sage and onion stuffing burgers I had…Jan 8, 2021Jan 8, 2021
The midnight strangerWhen I was 13, I wrote a poem called the Midnight Stranger:Nov 9, 2020Nov 9, 2020
Why I no longer believe in the love Disney taught us to believe.Sometimes I sit and wonder if I believe in love anymore… well, that sounds harsh. I do believe in love, I just no longer believe in the…Oct 12, 2020Oct 12, 2020
“It must be nice… Knowing your name.”I was speaking to a colleague about my experiences with racism. He said that the news coming out of America had prompted him to do his own…Jul 4, 2020Jul 4, 2020
The conversations I am having with white people about race.“Welcome everyone. How have you all been? Has anything changed in the last two weeks?”Jun 12, 2020Jun 12, 2020
The conversations I have had with white people about race.I grew up in the multicultural city of London. A thriving hub of international food, languages, people and smells. I loved London, but…Jun 9, 20201Jun 9, 20201
