“Let us not suffer.”

Oh love, when I wrote you those words, why did you accept them without qualification? - [This post is available in audio form at this link.] - On a non-conscious level, I knew that he was also taking the same module. On a conscious level, I was caught by surprise when I went up the...

At 4 am in the morning in London,

I sat in the face of a three hour class on three hours of sleep, grateful and humbled by my teammates and friends who supported us thousands of kilometers away. - [This post is available in audio form at this link.] - I'm starting to feel a little homesick, despite being in an apartment with...

All the things

that I want to do. - [This post is available in audio form at this link.] -I want to study, and learn about lots of things. Some things, just for the sake of knowing them, and more things to be able to do them. Things like, getting around to the books that are still waiting...

I was told that love is something that

comes knocking, and is not something you can look for. - [this post is available in audio form at this link.] And they also say that love is something that will bypass my head and knock straight on my heart - so this must mean that whatever emotion it is that knocks on my temple...

“Well, I’m staying here,”

is what they said. And for me, I wondered if that was as strong a vote as I made it out to be. This is also a selective review of evidence - which is funny. Why would you put weight on evidence that is not as close? Or is that my bias, taking one to...

I was actually,

sad - to leave. Not that I was surprised to be sad, because I had already felt this way last weekend, but there was a sudden nostalgia to pack up for the last time and think that if I just blinked, a year would wink by. That on the last day I got to hear...

We had karaoke

in school, opposite the room that we usually practice in. Which is nice, being a bunch of choristers singing for our break time - no it really isn't ironic. It's about the being able to sing what you want and however you want, with an audience. A captive audience, only captive in rapture. The live...

I tried to dissect envy,

and found it to be a mixture of desire, anger and bitterness. - Such happiness. To want such a happiness. To want to be happy. Why is it that on this level, you seem to be the only person who radiates this kind of happiness? I will have no bite of it. Wanting it, to...

I have no desire to lie,

so I won't. But I am also afraid of hurting you - which is why I am careful. (At least, now, a week on, this is far enough that I can say these things without sending us into agony. My cold hands, my temperate voice, my body sliding into hibernation in this cold.) - I...

There is not even the taste of ashes,

only blankness and an unforgiving sigh. - If criminal law is red (revenge and justice rolled into one colour,) and contract law is blue (hiding the sea waves below it in chaos,) then tort law is magenta (a hue more red than blue.) As C has absentmindedly pointed out over a couple of classes, this...