Chapters on Wheelz

Right. So let’s talk travel plans. The big ones. The little ones. The ones I daydream about while doing the dishes and suddenly forget whether I’ve rinsed the plates or shampooed the dog. (We don’t have to talk about that incident again.)

Right. Buckle in.

If someone handed me the big red button and said, “Go on, change something about modern society,” I wouldn’t even hesitate. CLICK. Immediate update. Reboot. Refresh. Starting with… the absolute obsession with hustle culture.

Spoiler alert: It’s not whale noises. Although… never say never.

Right, let’s be real—when I say “work,” I could mean anything from writing something deeply profound (like a blog post about biscuits) to sorting out the chaos that is my inbox, or staring at a blank screen pretending to be productive while actually online shopping for a lamp I do not need. Whatever the task, one thing remains true: I need background noise. Silence? Nope. That just invites me to have deep thoughts I’m not emotionally prepared for.

You know how some people go for a jog to clear their mind? Yeah, well… I go for cheese.

There’s something about the buttery, melty, creamy goodness that just gets me on a soul level. A bad day? Cheese. A good day? Also cheese. Existential crisis at 2am? You guessed it – cheese, probably melted on toast like it’s saving my life one crunchy bite at a time.

Alright, let’s talk games. Card games, board games, video games—whatever gets the competitive gremlin inside you grinning with glee. We’ve all got that one favourite. You know, the game you insist you’re “not that good at” and then suddenly transform into a ruthless champion of destruction the second someone hands you the dice. Yeah. That one.