Dear Yuri, It’s a spring night in Pakistan, as I sit in my courtyard, admiring the dark sky freckled with bright stars. I have spent most of my...
I could tell you a story about two lovers just getting started when the pandemic swept in. Of how they had chosen to distance days before the...
The ocean still has its routines, still breathing and full of life, we could learn from the ocean.
Adam, Manila, Philippines
Dear Yuri, We now know that world isn’t “just the world.” We now know what we love. We know who we love. We are learning who we are...
It was the last of times. It was the first of times. This, actually is the longest time. The longest time, I have stayed still. I am still. I am...
Dear Yuri, This week was my 94yr old mum’s funeral. Covid19 regulations meant there were only 4 mourners but what could’ve been awful was actually...
Dear Yuri, I have to pick my way carefully as every floor in the house is covered with toys and discarded craft projects, the kitchen and bathroom...
Week two of lock-down in New Zealand. Borders closed. My sometime, sporadic new Spanish lover, who I haven’t seen for two weeks, gets in touch...
Dear Yuri, I live in Patrick and Ushi’s loft now, and every morning this is my second, or third thought. I don’t think they know that I am here. The...
Dear Yuri, I have realised that lifestyle is always a temporal design; my Country Zambia is not under total lockdown although one district within...
Dear Yuri, Like many, I have thought of the truths I will learn and the habits I will fall into during this period. I’m pleased to say the habits...