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…
Somewhere in my mind, I recall what it was like to wake up on buzz-filed mornings where the brightness of the day doesn’t hold back on a dramatic entrance as orange sunlight creeps through the blinds and the first thing that catches your senses are…
There are a lot of things that when done for a second time become as easy as riding a bicycle – for those who know how to ride a bicycle of course! The act of doing something once gives at times enough confidence to do…
I know the country is slowly opening up and therefore you might be thinking it’s time to put this series on the shelves, but I definitely do not feel that way at all. Last time we caught up on my quarantine shenanigans in May, I…
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…
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…
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…
4:30 am. Wide awake and ready to get swallowed up by all of the motions. No buzzing on my phone or alarm clock that set my senses off and up and running. No. I was just laying there staring at the ceiling with all my…
It was an early morning for me. I had no complaints about that as I was wrapped up in excitement and disbelief at my core. It was finally happening; the thing I had dreamt about way before puberty began. Travel mornings are all the same…