Time, there doesn’t seem to be enough of it these days. In fact, I’m chasing it, running against it – challenging it and then collapsing in defeat every night. As you might have seen on instagram, I am here in Dublin – jumping from hotels and weaving through work, I hosted an event and there have been meetings too. My email inbox is overflowing, which is somewhat of a relief – as a freelancer and one that works entirely online, I fear an empty inbox. No emails equates to no money. But I am happy to say, work is good, better than ever. A lot of work but not enough hours for it all. I’m not complaining nor am I stressing, I’m simply chasing – a little frantically but a constant sort of frenzy. On a side note, when was the last time you saw me wearing a watch? I so rarely wear them, I just don’t enjoy most of them – they tend to sit bulkily and awkwardly on my wrist…but I finally found one I like, Abbott Lyon’s Black Gator in Kensington White, which also happens to be my favourite neighbourhood in London, I happily lived in South Kensington for a few months, years ago. It seems like yesterday – but I was younger then, older now and sitting here wondering why time dissolves slowly and then, so suddenly fast.