Post written in 2015, in which I offer more sage advice to myself about the simple pleasures of walking Walking is one peg in the exercise programme that was part of my boot camp for old age, my year of looking intently at darn near every aspect of my life. And there’s more to walking […]
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(Edited excerpt from Boot Camp for the Bonus Years, November 2015.) In which I scrutinise my almost perfect diet for ways in which I should improve it, if any. Auditing my eating habits was one of the official challenges of my Boot Camp for the Bonus Years. But truthfully, I couldn’t imagine why this one was on […]
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(This article is adapted from the original record of my Boot Camp for the Bonus Years.) In which I consider certain peripheral amusements and reject a paradoxical call to regard them all as significant vocations. The fifth item on the agenda of my Boot Camp for the Bonus years was “Commit to hobbies.” […]
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(Reposted from 2015) In which I eagerly and fearfully spend a whole day meditating on death. On purpose. For fun. At last the event I had wanted and feared: a full day dedicated to contemplating my own mortality. It turned out to be quite jolly. To be precise, I was booked in for a […]
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(Reposted from 2015) In which I try to come to terms with Death by comparing Ruby’s God of Mud with Death as described by Steve Jobs. When Ruby (not her real name) was very young, she used to share her insights into life, the universe and everything. I wrote down 79 of these as found poems. […]
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