The secret addiction that doesn’t have a hero.
I recently stumbled across the movie Sound of Metal.
If you haven’t seen it, do.
Misleading as the title may seem, it’s not about head-banging and delving down into coarse throat singing while hitting high octanes only a cat in distress is capable of doing.
Are We What We Eat?
I recently read an article in the Guardian about a journalist who set himself a challenge of not reading any headlines in the news for a month. The notion of whether it would make him feel better about the world?