I do NOT want to look back on this summer and remember the toilets. Chic toilets, antique toilets, Leonardo da Vinci toilets, toilets with fancy wooden seats, toilets with raised seats, toilets with fluffy seats… I have knelt before them all, sweat pouring off me, plait dangling in the bowl, face to face with the most basic of functions. 401 more words
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On Monday I posted a bit of an ode to the city I live in…a farewell, of sorts.
I had a lot of people asking if I was feeling nostalgic or sad about leaving and to be honest, while there’s absolutely a little of both, there’s also a lot more excitement…mixed in with a dollop of uncertainty and the usual amount of worry about teeny things like earning a living and finding a place to live. 511 more words