Written in 2015.
It is easy to confuse response with value.
Likes, shares, comments and reactions offer instant feedback. They feel like confirmation. Over time, they can also quietly distort what you choose to say and how you choose to say it.
Written in 2015. If anything, this has become more relevant.
There was a time when being reachable was a convenience.
Somewhere along the way, it became an expectation.
Written in 2015. Still, the most straightforward answer I have.
I do not write because anyone is waiting for it.
Written in 2014. This is a story, not a position statement.
Some days start entirely ordinary and end somewhere you did not see coming.
This was one of those days.
Written in 2014. I still think about this every time I decide whether to carry a camera.
There is a strange pressure that comes with events like Goodwood.
Written in 2014, during a period of real financial strain. I am in a very different place now, but I am leaving this essentially as it was.
Money has a way of getting into your head.
Written in 2014.
People keep asking what this is meant to be.
It is not a movement.
It is not a brand.
It is not something you sign up for.
It is a way of choosing how to live, quietly and on purpose.
Written in 2014.
There is something strange about visiting old friends.
Written in 2014. Still true.
You keep saying you will change things later.
When things calm down.
When work eases off.
When the next problem is dealt with.
That moment does not arrive.
So this is me, calling time on a few things.