Personal, Travel

What do you dream of doing one day?

The other day I went to visit the Franklin G. Burroughs art museum in Myrtle Beach. It was fantastic – they have a brilliant exhibition at the moment called The Water’s Fine which features works of art relating to water. Most are about the ocean, which feels appropriate for a museum that’s next to the sea.

I loved some of the art so much that I’m seriously considering emailing them to ask how much it’d cost to buy it and ship it to England. A lot, though, I’d imagine.  Continue reading “What do you dream of doing one day?”

Personal

No, you really don’t want my brain

So often people say to me, “I wish I had a brain like yours!”

No, you don’t.

What they mean is ‘I wish were more academic and I wish I could write about quantum physics and have a better understanding of philosophy and human psychology’ and sure, I get that. Although I fail at several of those myself from time to time. But I know what people mean: they see status updates about writing papers, they notice how many books I read on a weekly basis. I will admit to a certain kind of scholarly intelligence.

That does come at the expense of other kinds, though. Perhaps not for everyone (and perhaps I’m just a living tired cliché), but certainly for me.  Continue reading “No, you really don’t want my brain”

Miscellaneous, Personal, Philosophy

A Quick Question About History In The Future

When history looks back on you, assuming you’re not a direct perpetrator of injustice, which statement will be made about your life?

“They stood up for what was right, even though it was unpopular.”
“They couldn’t really help it, they were just a product of their time.”

Continue reading “A Quick Question About History In The Future”

Personal

Little Details You Never Knew About Me

Aaaages ago Becca wrote a post called ‘Tiny Insignificant Details You Don’t Know About Me‘ and I thought it was fascinating.

I love the minutiae of people’s lives.

Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy reading about the big stuff too – I am a psychologist, after all – but the tiny details of the day-to-day are so interesting. They provide a glimpse into what life might actually be like for the person you’re reading about.  Continue reading “Little Details You Never Knew About Me”

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What’s Your Happiest Memory?

A while ago, Tom Being Tom wrote a post called What’s Your Happiest Memory? It sounds like a simple question, but when I tried to answer it I realised it was harder than it seemed.

Picking through the images my brain was throwing at me, I found myself wondering what I meant by ‘happy’ anyway. There are different kinds of happiness, and they’re all valuable in their own ways, but some are more appealing than others.  Continue reading “What’s Your Happiest Memory?”

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30 Questions

A while ago Abby Norman, who wrote the utterly fantastic book Ask Me About My Uterus and runs the excellent podcast Let Me Google That, posted a series of questions on Medium which she asks herself every year. Surprisingly, none of them are about her uterus.

Since I’m an ex-MySpace-kid and I love a good online survey, I thought I’d answer them this year, since there are thirty of them and I’m thirty. Did I mention I’m thirty? I MADE IT PAST TWENTY WITHOUT DYING, Y’ALL. Continue reading “30 Questions”

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I’m Not Dead

I don’t normally do birthdays. I don’t mind celebrating other people’s, but I don’t celebrate my own. This is partly because I grew up as a Jehovah’s Witness, so I never celebrated my birthday as a kid, and it’d feel weird to start as an adult. It’s also because I have what my therapist terms “a pathological dislike of attention” so the idea of sitting in a room while people stare at me and sing to me and bring me presents sounds like actual hell.

However, I am quite proud of turning 30, because I never thought I would. And since you’re all staring at screens instead of directly at me, and none of you are going to sing to me because how would you anyway, and you’re definitely not sending me presents because fuck that shit, I thought I would take a moment to talk about turning thirty.  Continue reading “I’m Not Dead”