And scribbled lines like fallen hopes On backs of tattered envelopes. – Francis Hope
More progress on my assignment. Not as much as I’d hoped but…
It’s just so nice coming home from work when it’s still daylight. I can sit out on the deck, or at least with the windows open. 316 more words
3 days, 18 hours ago
So. Let’s get on with the topic I didn’t have time to explain yesterday.
My brain had been sparked when I’d read this article in The Guardian, which I will forewarn you is an excerpt from a book called… 2,341 more words
6 days, 4 hours ago
It’s starting to feel like a really long time ago.
It was the middle of the night in New Zealand. I was rather rudely awoken by my boyfriend’s clock radio at a weird hour of the morning. 1,532 more words
2 weeks, 4 days ago
My boss got mad at me today.
It was a small thing – just a discussion of a proposed room layout for an event. He wasn’t listening to me and thought I wasn’t listening to him. 945 more words
3 weeks, 6 days ago
I had no idea it were to be this way. I thought One’s 30’s were a magical time when your shit comes together and you make the most of life every morning. 177 more words
1 month ago
Earthquake in Italy. Can’t really say much about it though, since I’m so tired that I feel sick and sore and can barely see straight. 218 more words
TEEN STUFF !!!! *BEWARE OF IT*
I remember the way we met
I remember the way we fought
I remember the way we had fun fighting
I remember the way we used to shout out loud… 363 more words
1 month, 1 week ago