Our trip was fast paced, and felt fleeting, but we were also exhausted. I wasn’t sure how to spend our only full day in Paris, but I had a friend with a plan. Our first stop was the Notre-Dame de Paris, and she knew more about it than I did. We’d already seen so many…… Continue reading Notre-Dame
Coming home is the sweetest of the bittersweet moments. Home’s fragrant and warm and bright and blue skied, and London was grey and it was cold, and people stand in your way even if you have a suitcase, and you have to keep your purse close. But it was an electrifying chill which woke you…… Continue reading Home / Away
There was a lady who looked to sea, Every morning and every evening. The people who passed looked curiously, Not at the vastness of the ocean, But at the strange young woman who had seemed to claim her place among the sand. There was a lady who looked to the stars, Every single night. The…… Continue reading The Never Ending
To a friend, who’s going international and not returning, to clarify. And the short answer is, you can’t. If you know it’s the last time, you’ve just got to look at them and try and make yourself remember this moment a little better than it remembers everything else, but it can’t really. You have to live…… Continue reading How to Say Goodbye Forever
Write yourself a letter and post some perspective. Write to yourself in a year’s time, and don’t look at it again until that time. Share your thoughts and ideas, and you’ll be able to reflect on that progress or lack thereof. Most of all, I recommend mentioning what’s stressing you now. More than likely, in…… Continue reading Dear, 365 Days
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