Life is long. Until you're old enough to realise. Sooner or later you may find yourself asking, where'd the time go?
As any drifter, longboarder or motocross rider will tell you, sometimes you have to break traction in order to keep momentum.
They say there's light at the end of the tunnel... that something has been brought to light. Something can be seen in a new light. That sounds fine but what should we do when it's dark, when the skies are foreboding and the forecast looks all too predictably unsure?
Often we are spinning many hypothetical plates around in our minds at the same time. It seems that the obvious solution is to focus on one at a time, conduct relevant research and find the most efficient solution. Or how about getting completely distracted instead?
I watched a video recently on the subject of portraiture that got me thinking; to what extent do we hide behind the self-manufactured version of ourselves that we project out to the world?
I currently have the privilege of spending lots of quality time with my 2 year old niece Evie, during which she makes me question a lot of the simple things. When was the last time you felt delighted?