A Special Pain Called Growth

My best friend at university had this massive, daunting book that had us hunched over it with wide eyes and exclamations of “that’s so accurate!” on many pizza-fuelled sleepless nights. Each page of this book was titled a different date of the year, followed by a detailed explanation of what people born on that date…

What Drip Coffee Taught Me About Myself

At 18, I thought I’d figured myself out. Away from the norms, my home, the grey, navy and white uniform; I felt free to find my own form in a sea of tie-dye and blonde dreadlocks. I would become a ‘creative’ – And, so I created. Mimicking the steps, sounds and actions of those who…