Chasing Time.
“Tick Tock” We have twenty four hours in a day, seven days in a week, twelve months in a year, so why oh why are we obsessed with the notion of filling all these hours,…
View Post“Tick Tock” We have twenty four hours in a day, seven days in a week, twelve months in a year, so why oh why are we obsessed with the notion of filling all these hours,…
View Post“Better In Time” First things first, thank you all for the flurry of encouraging and kind messages in regards to my post on exactly why I moved back to London. I always feel so overwhelmed…
View Post“Better In Time” First things first, thank you all for the flurry of encouraging and kind messages in regards to my post on exactly why I moved back to London. I always feel so overwhelmed…
View PostMoving places often means that I end up losing, and occasionally finding little gems that are near and dear to my heart. By nature, I am a hoarder. I get very attached to items because…
View PostOi Oi! I realised I didn’t really explain my move back to the south. I sort of just packed up and left. It all sort of just *happened* really, but reader, it was not my…
View PostThe Lightbulb Moment… As of late, on the occasions where I’m lucky enough to work from my postcard and candle covered desk, my morning routine usually goes as follows: wake up around 7:30am and try…
View PostThe Lightbulb Moment… As of late, on the occasions where I’m lucky enough to work from my postcard and candle covered desk, my morning routine usually goes as follows: wake up around 7:30am and try…
View Post#ClulowCares My glasses have very much become a part of my identity now, and I don’t mind one little bit. People often ask me why I don’t just wear contact lenses, and I reply along…
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