Seeking Health and Humanity in the Modern World
I passed a big milestone this week; my two month anniversary as a ‘hypercarnivore’. Yep you read that right. I’d been toying with the idea of going ‘full carnivore’ for a while, and as I returned from a meat feast of a holiday in the Philippines, the time felt right. I’m not the first one
3am. After a merciful couple of weeks of half decent sleep the insomnia came back with a vengeance last night. Having fallen asleep shortly before midnight I woke up a few hours later and laid awake for two hours hoping sleep would come back to me. It was not to be, so I’ve fired up
It’s a funny thing, if you had told me a year ago that I would be writing and publishing my memoirs for all and sundry to read on the internet I would have likely scoffed. Don’t get me wrong, I had thought about writing a blog long before I actually got round to doing it. It
I kept my social media entries to a minimum whilst I was away in the Philippines recently, but those on their Instagram game will have seen a couple of stories and posts, enough to know that I was essentially floating around in paradise, eating copious amounts of fried fish, roasted pork and partially developed duck
In my last post I mentioned how I hadn’t been writing as much, partly because I’ve been in the midst of a hot Sydney summer, and partly because I haven’t felt much like writing. Simples. Towards the end of that last monologue, I made a comment about only writing when I felt like writing. What
Look, I know it’s been a while, I’ve bumped into a few people lately who have expressed their disappointment at not having the chance to delve into my personal life for a few weeks. In response, I decided to splurge some stuff down on the page, partly for me, partly to appease you. I think
I’ll start this by saying; if you haven’t read part one yet, follow this link here and catch up. Second piece of housekeeping; apologies for keeping you waiting for part 2. Life flew past in the last two weeks, although it’s not really a justification – especially given the fact I just spent another 4
It was 15:18 as the train pulled out of Sydney Central Station, on it’s way to the Blue Mountains, to the west of the city. I haven’t taken a train ride in Australia that’s longer than thirty minutes in duration, so this a somewhat interesting journey. Speeding through Sydney’s outer west you quickly realise not
So, here I am on day 18, or maybe it’s day 19. Sunday 2nd to Thursday 20th – what’s that? [Counts on his fingers] 19 days sober. Go me. Well except I’m not going very far, very quickly. Why’s that Chris? I’ll explain… On Monday, I awoke after a mere five hours of sleep. I
I know, I know! I said I’d blog every day, but the past two days have been manic at work and I’ve had (sober) stuff on in the evenings. Sat here now as I type this, it’s been 11 days since I last had a sip. I’m not showing off by saying this, it hasn’t
