I do a lot of stuff. I think a lot of things. I love people. I love sport. I love nature. I love space. I wonder why I live in the concrete jungle of the city. But I love people, so it makes sense. I love solitude - not so much sense. I love an escape in the form of a lonely walk down a dark windy beach in the middle of a storm, hypersensitive and immersed in the experience. I love laughing over nothing in particular or everything all at once. I love being overwhelmed by how amazing the world around me is, or realising how much I care about someone or they about me. I love delving deep into the philosophical realms and theorising and life, God, space and time in a continuum that only ever l