The last film I watched in 2025 was Edgar Wright’s remake of The Running Man. The way I tend to watch films now is in about 20/30-minute chunks, so when I sat down to watch it with my breakfast one Saturday, I expected to finish my beans on toast, drink my coffee, then go about my day. But for the first time, probably in years, I watched a film the whole way through, excluding when I’m in the cinema and British politeness forbids me from leaving. I bloody loved it! Dystopian

One of the most valuable lessons I’ve learned over the last few years is that not having an opinion on something is a perfectly valid option. In a world where we’re constantly bombarded with news and media from all over the world, it can be very easy to get yourself worked up about every little thing. From serious issues like social injustice to pointless things like a celebrity’s favourite brand of cereal, we’re constantly told to have an opinion on anything and everything.

The first time I heard “nothing means anything” was in a meeting. We were sitting around a table, discussing methods and techniques for dealing with stress in the workplace. (I work in marketing, and with it being a fast-paced industry, there’s naturally a heightened chance of stress.) The chat moved around the room, going person to person, until it came to Bob. Bob is not his real name, but we can use it for the sake of clarity. Bob told the room that he “doesn’t feel stress

Right now, I’m sitting on my bed with a pillow and blanket pressed down onto my ankle. On top of this mound of bed accessories sits the...