Sunday. The greatest day in existence.
Even though Monday comes right after, I thoroughly enjoy the ease that is a Sunday. It is the only day where I come close to having that mythical thing called ‘Alone Time’. 564 more words
So it’s that time of the year to go through your wardrobe and wail that you have nothing suitable to put on. I’m not quite sure if all generations feel the same but I feel perpetually stuck in a vortex of ever changing trends that has me dolling out money on an ever thinning budget. 623 more words