I’d been burned before by unflattering cuts and gaping waistlines. But from our first touch, I could tell that you were perfect for me. … More Skinny Love: a love letter to my new jeans
Your taste in music means nothing other than which particular vibrations tickle your eardrums. … More You’re not cool for hating pop music
While catching up with a friend I hadn’t seen since before I left for Canada, I mentioned that I was now a vegetarian. When she asked me why, I explained that my flat in Vancouver didn’t have any decent appliances to cook meat so it felt like an unnecessary expense. Eventually, I found I didn’t miss it so … More Am I a good person or am I just lazy?
I didn’t know what to do with myself today. It was Labour Day so I didn’t have work, but I also didn’t have anything to do. I did my washing, I watched (far too many) episodes of Gilmore Girls, I played the ukulele until my uncalloused fingers cried out in defeat. I still felt restless and listless, so I decided … More New eyes
I was looking through some of my old writings and I came across this: “It’s funny how when I first saw you, I didn’t like you at all. My changed attitude didn’t creep up on me though. I just realised one day how much you meant. Now you mean everything.” I stared at the sentence … More “Everything”
The wider my eyes are and the harder I look at the world around me, I see that inspiration is in fact everywhere. That there is joy and beauty in the everyday. That if my forgetful 90 year old grandmother can see the wonder of the different colours and textures in something as common as … More Searching for inspiration
Occasionally when life is not as cruisey as I would like it to be, I start thinking about things far too much. And for some strange reason today, I was pondering about what makes someone good or bad. Is it our thoughts or actions or something else entirely? Like, say you unintentionally find yourself in … More A pondering on good and bad