Month: March 2019

Keep away those who could harm me; and keep me away from those whom I could harm. 8.20 am: A communion. The reported rise in the prescription of antidepressants comes as no surprise to me. More people are seeking help for the condition, and doctors are better able to make a correct diagnosis from the symptoms that patients present these…

And one day will pass into another, one year into the next, decade will proceed decade until the end, and then we shall meet. (‘God is the strength of my heart’.) 8.00 am: A communion. Against the backdrop of political confusion and dissimulations – a resplendent morning. I yearn for the mental space to take-stock, professionally. One must step back…

6.00 am: Rise. 7.30 am: A communion. 8.00 am: I responded to emails that’d been delivered yesterday evening, and organised next week’s teaching roster. We live in unusual and unnerving times. There really ought to be portents in the sky: comets, mysterious lights, dreadful sounds of tumult among the clouds, and strange aerial objects – like those dark fiery monoliths…

7.30 am: A communion. I’ve a life, a day, and all the opportunities, challenges, and the good that they offer – both to do and to receive. 8.30 am: I walked to the Old College via North Gate Street, North Parade, Terrace Road, along the shoreline, Marine Terrace, Pier Street, and King Street. It was an unusually noisy morning: 9.00…