There’s a particular kind of exhaustion going around right now, and it’s not the kind that a good night’s sleep will fix. It’s the exhaustion of keeping up. Of waking up each morning not quite knowing what fresh chaos the…
There’s something quietly fascinating happening online right now, and I think it says more about where we’re headed than most people realise. According to a recent article on Reprtoir, millions of people have been flooding social media with the hashtag…
I didn’t start writing songs to become a better person. I started because I loved music. Because I was drawn to melody. Because there were things inside me that felt too big, too confusing, or too private to say out…
You know, lately I keep hearing a phrase pop up everywhere. On the surface, it sounds healthy. Empowering, even. It feels like a pushback against being silenced or dismissed, and in many cases, that’s exactly where it came from. People…
For a long time, I thought a slower life would arrive once I did enough, achieved enough, or figured enough things out. What I’ve come to understand is that slowness isn’t something you reach. It’s something you remove obstacles from.…
November 22nd, 2025 marked the 5th anniversary of Mara’s passing and although the latter part of November is always going to be a challenge to get through (as November 19th is also Mara’s birthday), I found that this time around…
You know, life sure has a habit of refusing to stay tidy. It can feel uncomfortable, incomplete, lonely, confusing, and at the same time strangely beautiful. That mix isn’t a mistake. It’s just the raw material we’re all made from.…
Last week, I lost a good friend. The world lost a good man. And I lost one of my greatest musical champions… Philip Hayward-Surry. I first met Phil when I was 16 and back then, I was just a young…
Let’s face it: the world can feel like a lot sometimes. Between the noise, the speed, the pressure, and the never-ending stream of information and opinions, it’s no wonder so many of us are struggling just to keep our heads…
Somewhere along the line, working yourself into the ground has become a badge of honour. Since when did we begin to wear exhaustion like some sort of trophy around our necks? Since when did we confuse movement with meaning, productivity…