"It will be fun" he said as he took my hand, encouraging me from the bed. "You won't need to get dressed, just stay as you are." Down the stairs we went, peering through sleepy eyes and feeling the cold blast of fresh morning air as he excitedly bundled me to through door. Camera bag slung... Continue Reading →
The world of social media is a strange one... I opened up my twitter this morning and at the top of my feed was a post under the hashtag #fitbutfat. It's not entirely random, and it's certainly not a self-depricating search. My study has me wading through the muddy waters of social media in an... Continue Reading →
There I was, outside the door that would take me to him. I had dreamt about this moment since he first came into my life, since the first time I was allowed to see him, albeit a photograph. Though the fantasy that I knew would never be brought to reality had been deep-rooted since my... Continue Reading →
Writing is a wonderful way of processing my memories. Sorting them out like strands of spaghetti. And the more wonderfully wicked experiences I enjoy, the longer my writing list seems to become. Hey-ho, it's a hard life.