Moon boy

Daydreamers get a hard time of it. If you’re daydreaming at work then you’re ‘wasting time’ and if you’re daydreaming on the bus then you look strange. But why is this? For what reason has daydreaming taken a back seat to things like playing computer games, searching the web for luxury kitchen accessories and hanging about with a hoody on (not together of course, that would be strange…)? Is it not true that some of the most influential thinkers of Read the rest of this entry »

I didn’t really enjoy reading until I was about seventeen. Don’t ask me why, I just didn’t. Deep down I suspect that it had more to do with the mutual dislike I and my English teacher shared for each other. He made me think that books were something to be avoided, and so I did just that for years, which represents a desert of lost time that I now horribly regret. Since then I have done my best to catch Read the rest of this entry »