Slightly hazy and suffering a tad from a few too many nights out, I currently find myself holed up in my room in my brand new Exeter University digs. After moving in on Sunday, my room is beginning to look a little more homely (i.e. taken on the form of a bomb site) and I’m [...]

Why is it that, when separated from something/someone/somewhere, we crave the small things that bring us closer to it? Yet, when we’re suddenly brought closer to said thing, a feeling of wanting distance comes over us? For example, there have been a few Sundays over the course of my trip in which I’ve wanted nothing [...]