One of the biggest problems I have is the difference in language. Both my parents speak fluent English, but my father grew up overseas, so he and I have different meanings for different words. Continue reading
Shower time epiphanies are my favourite kind of epiphanies because they make the most sense. I feel like you are at your clearest when you’re in the shower – physically and mentally.
We are always told to write what we know. Continue reading
It’s been way too long, I sigh, as I look at my phone screen and keyboard and journal. Way, way too long since I penned any words worth reading. The majority of my thoughts have been a neurotic record that keeps skipping and catching. There is no reprieve. There is no solace or comfort. There is no escape. Continue reading
They pass like glimmers in the sunlight
visible for mere seconds before they are gone again
so beautiful if you notice them
lingering to say hello. Continue reading
The more I post on here, the more I realise I only ever seem to blog about food, because I only ever seem to think about food, and that in itself is enough to make me happy. Continue reading
I haven’t been of university for a long time. It’s really only been about eight weeks, but it feels like a lifetime ago.
I go back tomorrow, and honestly, I’m a little afraid. Continue reading
Surry Hills is infamous for its quirky and wonderful restaurants, bars and cafes. Guaranteed on a Saturday night, each of those bars, cafes and restaurants is packed to the brim, parking is an almost impossible feat and people are spilling out of the doorways waiting for a table. Continue reading