musings of a twenty-something bilingual
Wherever you can, lean into stillness and settle into presence. AmyAnn Cadwell& The Good Trade Team My wishful attempts at breaking into pure creativity in 2024 have been somewhat hindered by a myriad of reasons. Getting in my own way has certainly been number one on that list. The unfortunate anxiety has decided it won't… Continue reading bittersweet reflections of stillness and intoxicating isolation
It's a wild Friday afternoon. I'm sat in the centre of our two-seater sofa, milky coffee and large glass of water to my right, candle burning to my left and Pretty Woman playing on the TV. There's magazines in front of me, cosy Christmas socks beside me and a blanket ready to be unfolded when… Continue reading one friday in september kind of musings
Forcing myself out of the house today was the best thing for me. I say forced, I had to send off a Vinted parcel and I also had to make a return of a jacket I LOVED but had to accept didn’t really suit me. But I also had to force myself. By the time… Continue reading resurgence of the extroverted introvert: questioning, accepting and progressing
It has been a long while since I've sat down to type with such an urge to write. Really write. Write like nothing is stopping me, like I'm not going to be interrupted by "Would you like a cup of tea?", like it's the only thing I have to do today. The most positive outcome… Continue reading new chapters, discovering myself again, and soft moments of joy
Today I am totally feeling Autumn and all things Halloween. I am in no way party to celebrating evil spirits etcetera etcetera but I love a good spooky bash. The release of Stranger Things 2 is only aiding the spooky feels, and the current burn-out stage means a good binge in bed (with a sick… Continue reading year abroad :: the glory of fall
A month in now. More than a month. And that just seems crazy. Raging hormones, slight homesickness and just general frustration at life have led me for the second time this week to sitting on a park bench crying. But, I have the best view. The bench overlooks a gorgeous old tree whose trunk is… Continue reading year abroad :: emotion
*Disclaimer: This is along the lines of a rant.* I'm feeling a little regretful that I lost track of journaling my days here in Libourne, especially when it comes to a writing a new blog post, but when I'm alone, I just want peace. Or, my bed. I just want to shut my eyes and… Continue reading year abroad :: frustration
It is but four days now until I begin "living" in a country that's not my own. The excitement is rapidly building, and the things that I needed to sort are falling into place, as if they were designed to from the beginning. I'm already absolutely shattered from such a long, busy, yet totally freakin' awesome… Continue reading life :: impending
Okay so, I should really be concentrating on getting things sorted for France...BUT there's a current topic floating around the media that I just have to talk about. I'm entitling this post 'self' because that's exactly what it's going to be about. I was watching Loose Women a month ago now - youthful programme I know… Continue reading life :: self
It feels like SO long since I got a post out to you guys, but the reasons why will all begin to unfold... Saturday saw me travel from west to east to visit my beautiful best friend Alice. Having not seen her for two months, I was desperate to go visit her, the girl who… Continue reading life :: from darlo with love
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