something happened on the day he died

I never met David Bowie. I saw him perform live only once, on a big stage in a large venue. It wasn’t an intimate gig. I didn’t get backstage afterwards. We didn’t know each other. To me, he was only ever an idea/l. But I’m sitting here the day after he died and I...

this year, resolve to be kinder to yourself

Have you felt it? The sense you didn’t achieve as much as you wanted last year? That nagging feeling of not measuring up? The subtle voice of worry that builds as you make lists of the things you want to do in 2016? I call it the post-holiday comedown. Over the past...