‘Fear of missing out’ is one thing that every single one of us will happily and openly admit to with a I’m-laughing-but-I’m-not-joking laughs. Despite the FOMO label confusing the crap out of my parents (and most adult humans I attempt to communicate with for that matter), rejection is something which universally hurts. And don’t we know it.
I came across something the other day which I absolutely love. Studies have shown that rejection is processed by our brain the same way that physical pain is – they both activate the same neural pathways and cascades. How awesome is that? OK, not that fun when you didn’t get the invite – but as a finding, how very telling.
Drinks at Doodle bar, Battersea. November 2013.
Science Museum, London. November 2013.
…that there are over 7 billion people alive today. That’s more than have ever died, ever.
This guy. Hampstead, London. October 2013.
Excuse the rubbish phone photo, but this old boy made me giggle a lot. I was sitting outside having coffee and my lovely breakfast, minding my own business, when I spotted this chief. He just looked so grumpy.
Antoine de Saint-Exupery
Tell me about it.
Brick Lane market, London. September 2013.
Coffee shop, Brick Lane market. Sept 2013
Plaza de España, Sevilla. February 2013.
Seville was a very lovely place to be. I had been feeling a little aimless for a while, and I just felt stuck and unhappy. I decided to spend a few weeks here completely alone and away from the personal stress (and the cold weather) of home. Turns out, it was enough to fix everything. I would highly recommend clearing your head with lots of walks and bike rides and strangers somewhere like here. It’s funny how being able to be outside all the time makes all the difference. (- As well as drinking sangria from about 11am every day that is.)
Watching people from a small balcony at the back of the Tate Modern, London.