I’m hanging out with my Mum and my ghost Dad, whose energy seems to follow her around the state. She hasn’t been down to Melbourne in a while, as my brother now lives in my spare room in the attic. He has gone coastal and is looking after some hens, dogs and a whatnot, while …
Yesterday I read quite a number of articles about the reality of being an entrepreneur and the rise of depression and suicide in those who are trying to make something happen in a start-up. Failure isn’t an option for many, and hours and hours of work can often amass to nothing. It’s interesting that the …
On Saturday, I went on a road trip to visit my Mum with the eighteen-year-old who didn’t stop talking all the way there and all the way back. I was hoping for a sing along type of trip but she wanted to talk about the state of the nation, and by ‘nation’, I mean, her …