Good Scottish Weather

The sun came out for a few hours today, to spoil me. Neil Gaiman once described the north of Scotland as a place where “the bones of the world show through,” and although I am nowhere near that, brooding in in Ediburgh and overhearing stuffy conversations about art (really now – if you’re viewing aContinue reading “Good Scottish Weather”

London has thrown me on the pavement and ravaged me

In a good way. So far. That’s why I am not blogging; I am too consumed with living life. In these short, brilliant bursts that can’t possibly be referred to as “days,” every detail wants to be noticed and fawned upon, from a silk scarf flapping in the wind like a standard to a distantContinue reading “London has thrown me on the pavement and ravaged me”

Thanks to Sarah, Matt, Anonymous Donor & Various Others

So if you have been around me lately, you know that I’ve been quite the ray of darkness these days. There hasn’t been a tragedy, nobody is dead or ill, and – inshallah – nobody will be dead or ill any time soon. It’s just that I have found myself in a private little hellContinue reading “Thanks to Sarah, Matt, Anonymous Donor & Various Others”