Everybody has their own space on the internet. One that they have cultivated for a particular audience, or their own enjoyment. And not every blog, every channel, can be or should be a political or activist one. I guess it’s just about writing about what we know, finding ways to get involved in causes past our regular realm of concern, and understanding that how many likes you get on your breakfast may feel awesome, but it’s not what you got into the blogging world for.
Category: blogging
New Flat New Me
After more than FIVE months of being essentially homeless, I have moved into my new place. With its bathroom-per-person, adorable kitchen space, patio doors-leading-out-into-the-garden charm. With my best friend. It’s safe to say I am so very joyful and so very excited to settle here in Leeds.
A good day
And then, you have one of those days where, peace is
everything.
It’s small and quiet and unobtrusive but it’s powerful. Taking up the spaces that are usually raging, and the cracks that are empty and crumbling. It’s not even silence, more a peach wash of warmth. Faintly glowing in the background of a good day.
The Climbing Vegan
So, I got my first pair of climbing shoes today, eeeeee! They are beeaaaautiful. For the past few weeks I’ve been renting shoes, as I was trying to figure out whether I’d stick with climbing long enough to invest in some, but after realising I was spending so much money renting shoes that had been […]
A love letter to my friends
Fake birthdays, spontaneous evenings, little presents and looks that said “are you okay”. I remember.
Good advice that I didn’t take, jokes that stole my breath, giddy drinks and Shania Twain. I’m laughing right now, writing this.
Fuck resolutions, here’s my 2017 Bucket list.
“Be a whole person. Alone. Be okay with being alone. Be whole in myself. Don’t allow anybody else to rule my happiness. My happiness belongs to me, and I choose when to share it.”
An ode to Tinder boys.
Jack.
You told me you’d take me to
‘A Nice Lebanese Place’
With vegan options.
IT WAS A KEBAB SHOP.
The problem with treating change as a transient life ‘phase’
At this moment in time, my possessions are scattered, in storage, in bags, different postcodes. I’m feeling that wave of weirdness that accompanies unemployment, and I’m gearing up to start again, again. I have caught myself in continually expressing the same sentiment over and over again, –“wow I’m going through a really big change right […]
2016 wasn’t all bad (even though it was pretty bad).
So 2016 did suck, in general. But it had some moments of beauty and fun and peace – if it didn’t, I wouldn’t be here right now. I want to end this year on a note of positivity. And if I can, I think the rest of us might be able to find some good […]
I cried for an hour and a half, and then they gave me a Wizard’s robe.
Goodbye Lush. Goodbye 2016. I’ve finally, after some more rejection and reflection, decided that I’m ready to say goodbye to Lush, to retail, and also say goodbye and fuuuuuck you to 2016 and everything (almost everything) it’s traumatized me with. But enough about that, this is about the Planets Spa Treatment I had at the […]