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Dreams And Denial

Dreams And Denial

Around this time last year, I wrote a post about how my health has got in the way of having dreams and being ambitious, and how I’m more aware of my limitations than of my aspirations. My goal was to try and make 2017 a year of remembering how to dream again, how to be ambitious even when it seems unlikely. It’s hard to assess the extent to which I’ve succeeded at that goal. Right now, I am painfully aware…

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Who, What, Where, Why, How

Who, What, Where, Why, How

While everyone I know is making jokes about how epically they failed to live up to their New Year’s Resolutions for 2015 or bragging about their achievements, I’m feeling quietly smug that I decided to forego more traditional resolutions in favour of asking myself a few very important questions about myself: Am I who, what and where I want to be? If not, why? How can I change things so that I am? (Admittedly, I did set myself a bunch…

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2014: Selfies, Dungarees, Undergrad Degrees

2014: Selfies, Dungarees, Undergrad Degrees

It seems that around this time of year, everything starts being retrospective. Things we achieved this year, failures we want to rectify next year — and I’m no exception. This is going to be less thorough than last year’s ‘Retrospect and Reminiscing’ series, which covered 2013 in serious detail, but hopefully it’ll provide enough of an overview. A lot has changed this year, and I’ve had to deal with a lot. Leaving school is a fairly major change for everybody,…

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August (Retrospect and Reminiscing #8)

August (Retrospect and Reminiscing #8)

August was a supremely atypical month for me, really. It involved lots of reading, exam results, very little writing, lots of TV, lots of travel, some kissing, far too much plotting, and Charley. Let’s go through those things in approximately that order. This wonderful picture of Charley and me is my favourite thing because I don’t look too much shorter than her – primarily because I’m standing on the curb and she’s not. I’d recently acquired that waistcoat and had…

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July (Retrospect and Reminiscing #7)

July (Retrospect and Reminiscing #7)

I know, it’s Christmas, and I’m blogging about summer, whatever. I didn’t think I’d get enough into the Christmas thing not to want to write this today, because I wasn’t really feeling it, but hey, I have to rip these new CDs at some point – might as well blog while I’m doing it, right? Instead of a mugshot, here’s a full-body picture of me taken while in Spain with my orchestra at the end of the month. I’m not…

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May and June (Retrospect and Reminiscing #5 / #6)

May and June (Retrospect and Reminiscing #5 / #6)

For health reasons I couldn’t blog yesterday, but that’s fine, because not much happened in May, so I’m lumping it together with June and that way it doesn’t matter that I missed a day, right? It’s also because May’s a weird one to write about – half of what happened was exams or personal, neither of which I tend to discuss on my blog. In these recap posts, I’ve tried not to overshare while still giving a fairly complete overview…

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March (Retrospect and Reminiscing #3)

March (Retrospect and Reminiscing #3)

I apologise if you got half of this post in your email inbox already – I had an error and it accidentally published without warning. March! I actually had no memory of what happened that month, at all, so it took a trip to my Facebook timeline to remember. And now I know. This mugshot might be from February – the file got moved through various folders and now has all sorts of “accessed” and “modified” dates (but was apparently…

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February (Retrospect and Reminiscing #2)

February (Retrospect and Reminiscing #2)

So, February! Yesterday I began my reflection on 2013 with an overview of what happened in January, and we’re going to carry right on where that left off. February, as a month, didn’t begin to well. In fact, within a couple of days I’d had my heart broken. Gently, and in the most friendly manner possible, but it still sucked massively. Then, on Valentine’s Day, Charley sent me her first draft of Ikarus – and killed one of my favourite…

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