Archive for March, 2014

May Sumatra Be With You

Thursday, March 27th, 2014

I love coffee. I love it more than I should. This I know, because my sensitive digestive system often tells me so; nevertheless, I love coffee so much I often ignore what it says. This post, however, is not about my physiological responses to coffee, but about a disparity in my experience of coffee, which […]

Anxious Face

Monday, March 24th, 2014

Every morning I wake to see the top picture above┬áhanging on the wall just to the left of my bed, a picture of an Italian village near a river. And every morning through the lens of anthropomorphising imagination I see, amidst the buildings of this village, a little face expressing something like anxiety with a […]