Whew! It’s been a while since I’ve done a book review on here, but that changes today. The book I will be reviewing lived in my virtual shopping cart for a long while, but after being overwhelmed with the social media hype, I gave in…
In the latest edition of Rachy’s Radar last month, I promised you some updates on the latest changes that had been keeping me occupied and posting less frequently. Well, perhaps you noticed the change of scenery in my Instagram stories or you guessed right as…
May has been a month that spun in so many directions. I’ve lost count of how long it’s been since the start of the lockdown and I began this month sharing my honest feelings with you. As far as months go, this one has felt…
I don’t want to jump the gun here or speak a little too soon as I’m scared of getting burned again, but I’ve been feeling a little better lately. Maybe, I’m starting to get used to the slow rhythm of life in quarantine or maybe…
One thing I’ve been struggling with during these unreal times is expressing exactly how I’m feeling. I’ve been doing a lot of writing and scrapping lately which tells me there are a lot of emotions I haven’t faced eye to eye or maybe I don’t…
Exactly a month ago today I turned 23. My birthday fell on a Saturday with rare perfect Mancunian weather and everything about that day was highly unusual. Perhaps because of all that’s been going on lately, you know, the C-word I’ll refrain from mentioning, it…
I’ve written these words over and over again and drafted different versions of it for days now. What do I want to say? How do I want to say it? Can I say it without being a downer in this already difficult situation? Do people…
And just like that, another month has come to a close. April was special in its own way, but it was also as confusing and odd in a new way. I turned 23 this month and that was most certainly a day I’ll remember forever;…
Wow, what a year. You’ve heard it already, on here and elsewhere on the web just how unprecedented these times have been. I think everyone seems to repeat that sentiment so often because saying it over and over still doesn’t make it feel any more…
9.30 am. My alarm went off again and the rays of sun glared at me brightly, too brightly if you asked me. I found it to be a little sarcastic that the Mancunian clouds seem to have decided to part ways at a time we…