I read a tweet this morning about how there are 50 or so days to go until the end of the year… time flew, didn’t it? just a few months ago, I was at a totally different place to where I am now and I think that’s the case for a lot of people—we’ve grown in some way.
Today started off beautifully for me. After enduring 10 days of feeling sluggish (thank you periods) and having intense academic stress—let’s not forget this heat wave—I finally woke up feeling good! The air was cooler outside and I’d been up since 3am so I really had time to get a lot done.
Earlier this month, I got the sudden urge to clear my phone and get rid of everything on it. I’m a hoarder… surprise, surprise I had my high school bops still chilling in my phone, unplayed but there ‘just in case’.
Spring has sprung on this side of the world and as much as I’m excited about warm weather, rain, wearing less clothes and more time outdoors with my wine, I’m already missing my favourite season, autumn.
You know how they say that once you stop believing in coincidence, your life starts making so much sense? Well, something stalked the heck out of me on my social medias until I gave in and the results have been beautiful.
If you’d asked me in high school what I wanted to do after I finished, my list of possible career paths would’ve included fashion design, forensic sciences or media… the very last resort being running off into the sunset with a really wealthy Italian man for a career as a housewife. My love for storytelling has never died down, even when my dreams of what I wanted to become changed.
It feels so strange sitting in front of my laptop to write out a blog post after months of being away. I tried to come back in June but my schedule got the better of me and I think