Let me guess it’s good old procrastination that has brought you to this point! “I’ll do it tomorrow” became “I’ll get that later”, and all of a sudden it seems ‘later’ might be just nearly too late. Don’t worry though, there’s no hint of judgement…
If I could paint you a visual of where I am these days it would look a little similar to this.I’m sat in a messy room – the messiest I’ve been in so far. There’s a window, so things aren’t all that hopeless, however, it’s…
The realer the better. That is what I look for when I’m in search of a new story. A human touch that’s tangible and connecting. Isn’t that what we’re all looking for? Connectivity…The knowing look in a stranger’s eye or an understanding that sinks deeper…
Feels good to report that things slowed down a lot in the last week. Not because the pile of things I had to do were reduced necessarily, but because I decided to allow myself to take things at a slower pace. I’d been getting closer…
**Note: this post contains affiliate links** It’s a memory that stuck with me even after all these years. There were probably stars in my eyes and an enchanted look on my face as I opened up the silver box. It was the first impactful gift…
The other day, a friend told me that they hate Sundays. I asked the reason because I really couldn’t understand why anyone would feel that way. Then they proceeded to say was because the day that followed was Monday and on Sundays, all they do…
Took a while to get here – a little bit of caution and a whole lot of hesitation. It’s both a blessing and a curse that when I set my mind to do something, I have to see it through till the end. So, although…
Funny how when you finally admit something to yourself, it becomes a lot more real. Like something tangible that can be felt on bare skin. Something that’s fully formed and experienced.It was exactly two weeks ago that we last met like this. I found Bitesize…
It was a bit instinctual, to be honest. All of a sudden, I was typing those words out in an excited rush. “TAKE MY MONEY!”, I wrote in big bold letters and then hit the blue reply button, underneath. It was a cold November evening…
I’ve been juggling a few things all at once lately. It’s a bit overwhelming; almost as though all my hands are full, and I might need a third one to stay afloat. I’ve tried my best to hold onto that new year motivation, but I…