Lover of Words // Aspiring Author // Imperfect Human
On a journey of learning to express my thoughts through narratives, whether it be my own or those of a fictitious character.
9 Leitmotifs That Make Us Want to Fall in Love.
Whether it's a huge cinematic production or a weekly TV show, we all love watching plots unfold on screen. We get to select our favourite genres, and choose from a seemingly never-ending list of titles. We've felt the anticipation of waiting for a new episode to come out, or have cried our way through the final piece of a puzzle (Yes, I'm talking about EndGame).
Adoption Story: My Cat Café Kittens.
In 2018, I found myself stuck in a very depressing rut. I was a full time student doing a late-night part time job, and trying to balance both was a nightmare. I had a very strong group of friends, and had been in a relationship for just over a year, which luckily were the things that kept me going. As I sit here and write this, I keep glancing up at my three boys who are sleeping on chairs and the floor around me, and I feel like I'm inching my way back to feeling whole again.
6 Easy Recipes to Motivate Your Health Kick.
DISCLAIMER: This article is intended to put forward healthy meal options, and the introduction includes an honest account of my own struggles with food and diet culture. Anyone who finds the topic of food to be a sensitive subject may want to consider this before continuing, or you can visit this website for resources if you are struggling with an eating disorder.
I'm Only Angsty When It's 3AM.
Let’s set the scene- you’re a 90s baby turned 00s kid who is enthralled by the videos on MTV and just old enough to experience the magic of radio. And oh baby, baby, was it a magical time.
Add A Pinch of Colour.
I once held you so dear you became the ebony upon my fingertips, so near you manifested into the tint enclosing my eyes.
Friday, 10:04 am. “Why is she always doing that?” Each morning for the past week, Sonny has tipped her mug of coffee over and sighed, no longer surprised that no liquid leaves the cup. Each morning she has waited an extra 10 minutes to leave for work, to see she has still beat the morning rush. Each morning I have caught her stroking her reflection in the mirror at 6:52am, 8 minutes before her alarm clock goes off.
Three Sides to Every Story.
There are three sides to every story, not the way we thought before. There’s one, then two, and then the truth that evens out the score.
Fermentation of the Evolving Girl.
Someone once told me that loving me is comparable to acquiring the taste for wine. As time goes on, the warm complexity of it is like honey on the lips of one, but remains a pungent shudder on the tongue of another. I guess some people don’t care enough to stick around waiting for the sweetness to kick in. He always did tell me he preferred whiskey.