It was the most beautiful music I’d ever heard, crystalized in a moment. This evening I had come home from work. My father was sitting…
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Riding a bicycle is the summit of human endeavour – an almost neutral environmental effect coupled with the ability to travel substantial distances without disturbing…
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Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player, that struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no more; it is…
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The light is different today; I notice a change In its character, its quality. Summer’s luminous sharpness has given way To a Fall of a…
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It is human nature that despite our most deliberate attempts, our brains fail our hearts.
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Why do we build habits around certain mundane activities like drinking coffee? Is it certainty in an uncertain world? Do routines and rituals give us a sense of control and ownership of our days?
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