Well that’s a strong phrase I never thought I would say.
It’s a phrase that carries negative connotations because of the harmful vices associated with it. And calls up cliché images of people sitting in a circle on cheap plastic chairs in a dull community hall talking about their immoralities: alcohol, drugs, sex, porn, gambling….I must be a bad person with low morals and all sorts of problems, right?
Before you go too far passing judgement, addiction shouldn’t be a factor in deciding whether the person is immoral and bad. And what if the addiction is more benign than any of the common culprits mentioned above?
Allow me to start again. Hello, my name is Flo, and I am addicted to being unbored. Continue reading
The Hippie, the Neo-Nazi and the Exorcist…sounds like the start to a bad joke. I actually made a sarcastic comment this past weekend to a girlfriend of mine about how my next post should be about how I have a tendency to meet such idiosyncratic types. It’s no joke, I really do, and I think you’ll find it rather interesting. Here’s my story of how meeting these characters have played out over the past 6 months.
Last July I spent a weekend away to leave the hectic grip London had over me, as I wanted space to think about whether to continue with the visa sponsorship at work. So I escaped to Devon in the south western part of England. The town I visited was recommended by a good friend and had a direct train from London so was easy to travel to in a few hours. Walking down the High Street I understood what my friend meant when she described the town as having a bohemian vibe full of spiritual types, where I could find a yoga class or Continue reading
Hey guys, it’s Flo. As the dust settles with my indefinite move to Toronto and the holiday celebrations have come to an end. The sun has set on another year, a new one has dawned and as a result has triggered some introspection in me.
2016 has been an eventful one, with the last few months being very strange. I’ve been too busy to even think about much and have been operating on auto pilot; working like mad at the office then suddenly stopping. Straight onto attending various Christmas parties, packing up my life, saying goodbyes, getting on a plane, and then arriving in Canada to the open arms of my family. The manic nature of London is behind me, but there’s no rest during the holidays. So it was straight onto family reunions, loads of food and merry making with friends. Now, just under two weeks into life here and I’m only just having some time for reflection.
I feel like I’m in this weird timeless vortex. The strange and quiet space in between the start and the finish. The midway points that we eventually forget about years down the Continue reading
Hey readers it’s Flo. And how are you all doing a few days into a new era, otherwise known as the dawn of the apocalypse? There’s my drama queen ways acting up again ;). But seriously, what the fuck ‘merica? I actually planned to write about something else, although entertaining, but nonetheless not as relevant given the news about the US presidential election.
I try to stay away from the media when it comes to these things, however I understand this is big news with Trump winning the election as this will have a global effect. I can empathise with the Americans, having gone through Brexit here back in June. You feel all sorts of emotions after the initial shock of the news. And not just the kinds of emotions you feel when you fight with your partner, or when you have a tense moment with a sibling. It’s less direct, but bigger, like something heavy is hanging in the air. Almost like a sense of alienation, like the neighbours that you’ve come to know and love, are not the people you thought they were. There is also a feeling of fragmentation happening, but on a large scale. And let’s face it, it feels really shitty! Continue reading