Processing Bad News

A long time ago, when I was someone else entirely, I was friends with someone. At one point, we were more than friends. We stopped being more than friends, and then because I was a petulant teenager with no handle on emotion, we eventually stopped being friends. I found out

mental health

Back to the office: Part II

In my previous post, I wrote about my own anxiety surrounding the idea of returning to the office. If you have not already read that, it's here: Back to the officeFour words that fill me with dread. Just the thought of it makes me feel sick tomy stomach. As we

mental health

Back to the office

Four words that fill me with dread. Just the thought of it makes me feel sick to my stomach. As we pass the one year mark of the greatest shakeup to society, rumours have started circulating that "everything is going back to normal soon", "we'll be back in the office

projects

Same same, but different

When I was writing my previous post, I stumbled upon a project called Telraam, an initiative to effectively crowdsource traffic flow data in various parts of the world. It appears to be part of another project called WeCount, which is well worth reading up on. Is it me, or is

projects

I know what speed you're driving past my house...*

*...maybe. I don't know really how accurate it is yet. This weekend started with an offer of beer. I like beer. I'm also partial to diving down a rabbit hole. @promofaux will you build one of these for me? I’ll pay for the bits and buy you beer. https: