Today I feel like shit. I could just leave it at that but my tongue has always loved long words and melodramatic explanations… Today I feel like the universe is ganging up on me and questioning if I am significantly mentally handicapped, or if I was born with the gift of tongues and it’s failing.… Continue reading A blog post about my mental state.
This post is something that has been rolling around in my head space for a while now. It’s the type of thing that lingers around like the taste of something cold and sweet on a hot summers day. So as I sit in a room full of a scattering of LED pillar candles; listening to… Continue reading Apologies on behalf of my former self.
Today I want to tell you a story, one of a Princess that is dear to me and occupies a special part of my heart. She was one of my truest friends but today I have earned her royal scorn because I couldn’t save her. But before I paint my treachery across the Web for… Continue reading Farewell beautiful Princess.
On the 12th of January 2017, my fiancé and I got the keys to our first house. It’s a nice, semi-detached, 3 bed house, built over 100 years ago. (I think.) It was sold to us a ‘just move in house’. 1 damp course, 2 ring mains, 5 months and countless arguments later we have… Continue reading The Unorthodox Tales of a First Time Buyer.
This isn’t a major change, I just want to share a pretty image I had pop into my head and how it’s evoked a change on my blog. I’ve been struggling with how to refer to people when they make the occasional appearance on my blog and after re-reading some posts I started to get… Continue reading A change to the blog.
The other day I spent some time with my friend ‘the Princess’. We ended up talking about whether humans have a sixth sense, and told stories about times where people we love did extraordinary things because of a sixth sense or instinct. Today I’d like to share a tale with you about one such event… Continue reading A Tale of Prophecy.
Firstly I’m not religious but I was brought up in a Christian home. So I grew up with Christmas but the more I despised the local Christian community, the more I bought into a Christmas of charity and family. I loved buying gifts for people. When I was 10, I decided enough was enough because… Continue reading The journey to find a “merry” and sober Christmas.