A reflective essay on happiness, hypervigilance, and the slow accumulation of small good things. On emotional support coffee, magpies, Florence + the Machine, and learning that joy sometimes arrives not as transformation, but as the gradual reduction of panic.
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A reflective essay on magpies, folklore, loneliness, and the quiet discovery that companionship keeps appearing anyway. On inherited pessimism, avian goblins, and learning not to stop the count too early.
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It’s one of the more interesting things to happen to pop punk sincerity in years. Most people would probably dismiss I Fight Dragons as another nerd-adjacent power-pop band built for people who own at least one hoodie with thumb holes and complicated opinions about retro gaming hardware. But that’s reducing them unfairly. What they’re actually…
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Notes on stubborn pleasure in difficult times A Tactic, Not a Philosophy At the beginning of 2025, I started using the phrase aggressive joy like a life raft. It wasn’t aspirational. It wasn’t curated. It definitely wasn’t gentle. It was something I grabbed onto at the start of the year as a way to get…
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On favourite cafes, small rituals and the quests that begin with a cup in hand. The Nearest Cup My favourite coffee shop isn’t just the closest, though that helps. It’s genuinely good. It sits a few minutes from my front door, right by the train station, perfectly placed between home and the town centre. I…
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“First you need to take the yarn in your right hand…“ I didn’t go to a class, or learn from a wise relative passing down ancient yarn secrets. I learned to knit from YouTube — which means my teachers were mostly disembodied hands with suspiciously good manicures. I was pregnant with my first child, and…
