Have I ever mentioned how much I love books?
I fell out of love with blogging for a while, I think for the most part that was because I didn’t (and still don’t) know what my blog was supposed to be about, what my thing was, but that was stupid. I started writing this because I wanted and needed to share my story, wanted to because I thought it would resonate with some people, needed to because at that time I was struggling
I still want to do something great, still want to leave a mark somewhere even if it’s not quite as deeply embedded as I’d dreamed of.
I can’t quite believe that when I wake up tomorrow it will be a whole new year. 2016 is so nearly over I can hear 2017’s footsteps outside my door. And it’s got me thinking about everything that has happened this year alot of which has been not so good. This year has been one… Continue reading 2016 On Reflection
One of my favourite things to do is read, I’ve been a massive bibliophile for as long as I can remember,but reading is more of a comfort nowadays than it was when I was a child. When I’m reading I can block out the world for a little while,leave myself behind and become whichever character… Continue reading It’s my safety blanket