The Time I Learned A Lesson From An Ikea Bookshelf

Thirteen and a half hours. That’s how long the flight is – but it’s Singapore Airlines, so it has Wi-Fi.

So I go online, read some articles, clear down and respond to e-mails, and keep a tab on the football scores. She’s about to move in – her first stop online. Ikea.com.

“We need a bookshelf” she says. I peer over, and see the yellow and blue of the IKEA logo. “You’re right, my solution of leaving book’s lying all over and under the desk, dining table, coffee table and floor, isn’t a great one.”

“There are a lot of books, we may need more than one bookshelf actually,” She says. I pause, change can be a good thing, and this makes sense. “Ok,” I respond. Continue reading “The Time I Learned A Lesson From An Ikea Bookshelf”

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Blocks – This Just Can’t Be Me?

"If I stare and look really sad, then I'll think of something to write"
“If I stare and look really sad, then I’ll think of something to write”

Think about everything that on the inside,  you know you have to write about, do something about, say something about. Then just leave it. Forget about it, and keep moving … Is that the right thing to do?   Continue reading “Blocks – This Just Can’t Be Me?”

Look. Don’t let your iPad ruin your life.

If only my iPad could cook for me…

Technology is absolutely phenomenal! I’m never lost – my phone has maps on it. (Maps that work btw… Apple)

I’m never unlearned about a situation – I have the power of search via the Internet at my fingertips.

I can listen to or watch practically any video or song in the world via the power of YouTube or Spotify.

But. This seemingly impending move towards a total reliance on technology. Good / Bad or In-between? Continue reading “Look. Don’t let your iPad ruin your life.”

I Steal My Friends Stuff

It’s Tuesday evening and I’m literally laughing out loud… Why? Continue reading “I Steal My Friends Stuff”

Life Pauses.

Life Pauses.

Have you ever felt like your life was on pause? Continue reading “Life Pauses.”

The Failures of Running on ‘Black Man’s Time’…

Last Saturday afternoon I called a close friend of mine. We haven’t spoken for a while, so I was looking forward to catching up.

The dialogue went as follows:

“Hi (name). How are you?”

“Hi Zeph. I’m going to have to call you back, I’m just about to leave my house. I meant to meet some friends for lunch at 3pm.”

I look at watch. Watch reads 4.05pm.

“Ay?” I respond. “But it’s 5 past 4.” Continue reading “The Failures of Running on ‘Black Man’s Time’…”