I reluctantly paid £80 to stop obsessing over my website and it only fixed the problem for about five minutes.

When you’re caught between the safe career path and the life you actually want to build, what do you choose?

How can you not like a day full of spicy chorizo, flags everywhere, and way too much alcohol?

A week of design blocks, camera gear, Clickrabbit slowly coming to life, and fighting DaVinci until it finally gave me back my terrible edits.

A shepherd, a dead goat, a taxi driver, and some questionable stock trades. Somehow, there’s a point connecting all of them.

You can now get my weekly rants about figuring myself out, and building things way more complicated than they need to be, straight to your inbox.