I remember the first time

…my mother told me she loved me. It was at the end of a dutiful telephone conversation across continents, as unexpected as it was terrifying. I would spend days afterwards asking myself what happened Thankfully, there have been many more…

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In a timeless darkness

…in the middle of nowhere. Amidst 20 bunk beds and twice as many sleeping bodies. Look at you now, covered habitually from head to toe in your blanket. Covered come heat or cold. Unconscious protection. One more form of protection.…

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I didn’t like her

…for a few years. There was a time when I thought she was ok company. But then she realised the power she had and took advantage of getting me into trouble with it. When you’re not a trouble-maker, getting punished…

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On specialization

The world rewards specialization But specialization comes at a cost You learn more and more about less and less until you know everything about nothing – Nathan Myhrvold (The creative brain)

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My friend, the dreamer

most inspiring, most creative. Soul nutritionist. Lifter of fatigue.   Years and hours I spend with you painting worlds in colours so vivid you could taste the metal in the scent of our paint. Our brush strokes have shadows that…

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It is done

“Raise your hands up”, I say. She obeys while moving her fingers several times against her thumbs in loose fists. “Does it hurt?” “No, only my neck hurts…and I can’t move my fingers”, she says. “What happened?”, she asks. I…

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