Without the coat hangers of hours and minutes, we have nothing to fix our lives onto. We have been on holiday now for 5 days, and the only time hooks we had to think about were 8am for the opening of the breakfast buffet, and 6pm for the closing time for the pool. And now…
Redundancy feels like bereavement. When it finally comes, it comes suddenly – like a thief – stealing something incredibly precious and leaving us with a deep sense of hurt and loss.
We are as sleep-deprived nation. This is because sleep is for wimps. It is a waste of precious time. Hours we could utilise more efficiently to grind through our task list, clear down our inbox, build up our social network or soak up more electronic moving images. My wife says she enjoys sleep, which is…
A while ago my eldest sister told me that every emotion lasts 30 seconds, and after that it is our choice to extend it for any longer. I was incredulous . . . for at least 29 seconds.
Unwrapping The World 