It’s getting colder, our nips are getting pointier and omicron is making us want to omicry!! But one thing that will remain, without fail, for the duration of all these trials and tribulations? A constant, in a world of uncertainty...ghosting. The haunting feel of the double tick, the “seen” greyed out wording thrumming in your face. It makes you want to spoon out your own insides. Social media and yes, dating apps too, definitely have a part to play in the lack of accountability we have for other humans’ emotions. Everyone’s disposable in a digital world. It’s made us all so damn casual about being ruthless.

The friend zone. You can hear those words in the deep, gravelly tones of Morgan Freeman’s voice echoing around your tiny, little brain. It’s the place nobody wants to be, because when you’re in the friendzone, it’s a solo kinda zone…. It means that one person has feelings for somebody that has their literal tongue down the throat of Kat from the lacrosse team and you’re standing watching them in the kitchen at a house party, whilst making your way through the family sized pack of kettle crisps, plotting your revenge, ya know. (too specific??)