Too True to be good

Month May 2020

May 24, 2020: Lockdown magic

East London is starting to feel like a village and I like it: neighbors brought us food, a guy on a Deliveroo bike shouted at me to say he’d seen me before, I ran into a colleague a few days… Continue Reading →

May 4, 2020: On leaks, storytelling and trust, Pt.2

This is not Quaranthropology but it is a continuation of the story: I like how in his films, Tarantino uses stories as a means of identification: this is my story, this is who I am, this is what I want and this… Continue Reading →

May 4, 2020: On leaks, storytelling and trust, Pt.1

A water pipe in our flat cracked at the weekend so we had to call a plumber. He was the same plumber who fixed our washing machine about 3 weeks ago while sharing conspiracy theories with us. I was looking… Continue Reading →

May 3, 2020: Touch, I need something more

42nd stage of pandemic-related grief. The other day my housemate and I found ourselves telling stories of touch – the touch of hairdressers, masseuses, little children playing with our hair, aunts kissing us on the cheeks, and then that whole… Continue Reading →

You’ve created a pretty good god in your head

This is disturbing but I feel like I really needed this lockdown to rest and have a bit of time for myself. It’s sad to realise how restless, stressed and tired I’ve been for the past 8 years. Truth be… Continue Reading →

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