Papa. You’re the only person in this world who let me grow my hair the way it was. Outlandish, all over the place and never straight – and you never complained about it. You’re the only person who would sit down with me at 4 in the morning and watch football with me – even… Read More cat’s in the cradle.
Aha, I forgot this existed. Can you blame me? I’m 11 weeks balls deep in uni, I’ve just completed a major essay and trying to get organised – since exams are coming mid-June. So, it’s been a number of weeks since I’ve actually posted anything worth reading – and what I’ve learnt in comms is… Read More southern shore.
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Ah, I finally am able to sit here, with the second-easiest week of the semester (easiest being, unarguably O-week) done and every. single. week. one. reading. done. dusted. and. filed. While I am not drowning and stressing over work yet, yet, I am enjoying myself so far. I don’t think anyone knows, how relieved and how much pressure is… Read More higher education
I am, like the title, incomplete. I wonder, as I fall asleep, or as I walk alone, do you think of me? Are my dreams, just my mind drifting into what I would like reality to be? Or are they memories they I am reliving; memories that I don’t remember, memories that are dead to… Read More sweet child
do you ever feel like, doing something yet not wanting to do it? It’s not quite the same as sitting down on your chair and wanting to go get a cup of tea; of course I still want my cup of tea, but the thought of me getting up and hunting for that teabag makes… Read More madness in spontaneity (WW)
Aye, it’s my first ever #storytimeSundays post, and I wanted to post this a long time ago, but saved it for today – which I am excited to share. Context: I was about 4 years old when this happened, and this is one of my earliest memories. It is also the age where I learnt… Read More the Benetton and me.