VOODOO PIE

Nobody wants to see you eating tacos on a beach in Mexico. It’s all about the photo where you’re falling off the Great Wall of China, landing in a pile of donkey shit and breaking your wrist.

HOW DID I END UP HERE?

I didn’t save the world, didn’t even plant a tree. All I did was look around, peek into a few corners. It certainly wasn’t heroic. I just got on a plane, a bus, a train. Cycling to work all those years ago was a lot trickier.

LEAVING LAS VEGAS

Until next time,
Viva Las Vegas!

COLLATERAL DAMAGE – Travelling with OCD

I closed the door on another obsession,
Turned around and faced the next room.
A fresh pile of OCD sat fermenting on the carpet.

GOLDEN ROCKET LAUNCHER – OCD versus The Universe

If life is a simulation, maybe having OCD isn’t a problem. Maybe it’s the coded cheat, or the DLC, the golden rocket launcher that wins the game.

DEVILS IN TIE FIGHTERS – An OCD Travel Blog

My memories are tainted but I’m proud of my backpacking achievements. As long as I remember that I travelled not only in spite of my OCD…but because of it.

VEGAS SANDWICH

The phrase “What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas” doesn’t work when you have OCD. Everything comes right back at ya, kicking and screaming in a sequinned body bag.

VIRTUAL OCD REALITY

A new virtual reality game hits the shelves

RED CORNER, BLUE CORNER – Another round of OCD

Nightclubs, the ride home from school, and train journeys on the other side of the world

TRIGGER AND HAMMER

A friend once told me, the rules when people are in the room are not the same as when the room is empty. My OCD routines adhere to this philosophy. I’m much more vocal and physical when there’s no-one around to ask me what the fuck I’m doing.