The romanticised way of over-working for professional greatness is not for me
How life being divided on the basis of genitals makes no sense
The people make the city what it is, and at every turn, something unexpected awaits
Facing the same moment twice makes me indulge in my special brand of nostalgia mixed with psychoanalysis
A letter about what I learnt over 7 years of mistakes and successes in relationships, for a person I may never send it to.
My focus on my discomfort in one aspect of life made me forget that everything has consequences, and I might not feel ready for some.
A look back at what changed when, and what that means now