Partaay

Philosophers spend much of their time (I assume based on little to no research) sat in Parisian cafes, smoking filterless cigarettes, drinking small cups of intensely black coffee and considering the nature of humanity. A process of inductive reasoning must take place. A noticing of an idiosyncrasy that turns out to be more common than …

A Prodigy (in sheep’s clothing).

Being a parent is - largely - an exercise in becoming everything you hate. I hate people who try to desperately live their unfulfilled dreams through their children. You know the type. They're the ones at their kid's sports match, screaming obscenities at a huddled bunch of five-year olds for some minor technical infringement. The …

Sleep

In Haruki Murakami's short story Sleep the female protagonist suffers a bout of insomnia that lasts for weeks. Rather than crippling her with fatigue she finds strength in her nocturnal existence, realising that she has become a crushing stereotype of the Japanese housewife; dutifully making love to her dull, dentist husband, refusing alcohol because he didn't …