Monthly Archive: May, 2013

My mate Panic Attack

I used to suffer from panic attacks. Big, juicy end of the friggin world type panic attacks that had me pacing the room, flailing my arms and at times vomiting over my quivering… Continue reading

A cross word to madness

There’s something about filling in a crossword that satisfies: it confirms your knowledge of the world without you having to feel the complexities of it. Tackling crosswords dulls the senses – the noise,… Continue reading

Flight of the discord

About an hour ago I was standing at a bus stop holding a finger-crunching number of grocery bags when I heard a mad-man’s mumblings echo in the distance. I squinted to the main… Continue reading