actuality.log

My fingers are refusing to type this; they’ve been numbed by the cold outside.
But I had to go out. I had to get away. Sitting at my desk was becoming too […]

I wonder why people ask you how you are when they aren’t really interested in an honest answer. Perhaps it’s just a means of initiating casual conversation, but even I can think of a dozen other ways of achieving that without creating an […]

This might seem strange coming from someone who claims to be a scientist, but I’m fairly convinced that there is no such thing as objective reality. After numerous conversations with people around, I’m beginning to realise that everyone’s perception of reality is just […]

Why doesn’t he talk to us anymore? Does he no longer love us? Doesn’t he even care that we miss him?
A sad state of affairs this, but only over the past […]

Stepping out after a long, hot shower all wrinkley and pink, I hope I can finally pen some of the thoughts that have frequented my mind over this past week. The main thing I’ve been wrestling with is this: Is changing my life […]

If you are expecting this entry to be some sort of misguided rant on the menstrual cycle, you’re going to be quite disappointed.
While most people imagine themselves “navigating their way through […]

But it feels like a drill.
It’s curious how easily a habit so carefully inculcated over so many years can be broken. It’s not been very long since I last wrote wrote, […]