A friend of mine recently coined a term that I have not been able to shake off ever since: Burned Hours. At first glance, it sounds harmless. It sounds like something from a productivity seminar hosted by a smiling consultant with a wireless microphone and an unhealthy obsession with colour-coded spreadsheets. The sort of phrase…
Tag: Mental Health
Dear Chichi
I hope these words reach you gently, like soft waves finding the shoreline after a long journey — neither demanding nor imposing, but arriving with purpose and tenderness. There’s been something on my heart that I’ve wanted to say — not in the rushed tones of daily chatter or between the silences of meals and…