Hey guys! Day 4(?) of the IntroToPoetry challenge from WordPress, and today’s prompt was Journey. Instead of taking what could have been the easy road and writing about my physical travels I’ve recently embarked on, I wanted to stay true to my blogging origins and talk about my journey of recovery. Enjoy! From a dark and twisted place she…… Continue reading A Difficult Journey
Have you ever seen La La Land? I hadn’t. Not till the other night, when I met up with a good friend of mine at Luna Park in Sydney and we snuggled under blankets and watched it together. It was beautiful. The view of the Sydney Harbour Bridge is absolutely incredible from the entrance of the park…… Continue reading Watching a magical film under the stars.
I have never been so afraid of things brushing against me as I am now. My hair will literally tickle my ear and I’ll jump and freak out and think a spider has somehow crawled in and made my ear tunnel its new home. I know it’s silly, but you’ll all be laughing on the…… Continue reading My first day out in Australia.
5 years, 88 weeks of lectures and classes, an unknown number of exams, several accumulated months of exam stress and tears, and FINALLY, I have arrived at the end of my University career! If all my exams have gone well, I will hopefully be beginning my summer months with a university degree under my belt,…… Continue reading And just like that, it’s all over!
Last week, my still-recovering torn ligament screamed at me as soon as I stepped onto the treadmill. Having gone to the gym with the full intention of running at least 5K to kick start my half marathon training, the fact that after three minutes my lungs felt like they hated being in my body and…… Continue reading One step at a time.
At the beginning of last week I had to go to A&E. Anyone who knows me knows I am incredibly active. Most of the time healthily so, and, though I hate to admit it, sometimes excessively so. The excessive side comes out when I’m stressed, and when I need to study, it becomes my way…… Continue reading Out of the game.
Today, I was supposed to get up at 6am for breakfast in order to make it into the gym for 7 and the library at 8am. That did’t happen. I got up at the right time and ate my breakfast, but saw how comfortable my boyfriend was sleeping on my bed and crawled right back…… Continue reading Pyjama days are healing.