My parents always like to tease me about the fact that I was a bit of a menace when I was young. Not behavior-wise, but I tended to get up to mischief quite a bit of the time, especially when I was left unsupervised with any writing instruments. I would scribble on E-V-E-R-Y-T-H-I-N-G, literally!
The feeling of windows down and life speeding past is a familiar feeling. Friends of mine who REALLY know me will tell you the that I don't have a favorite kind of music; I just like road-trip type of music with that "feel good" vibe, that you could only find on that drive.
So I’ve been on a bit of a reading hiatus ever since completing the most recent installment of a book series I’m overly invested in. Like you know when you read those last words and realize that you have to leave that world for a while, but you’ve been so enthralled by it that you have to question your whole existence? No? Just me? Okay…
She sighed, "I wonder if anyone else has ever reached that point where they just find it really hard to look from one day to the next? 'Cause I sure as hell am there right now..."
"Her lips utter sweet blessings over all, with understanding and love in every breath; yet, her tongues spews the wrath of her own self-inflicted scorn, lashing her mercilessly..."
A little something we can learn from everyone's favourite little fairy.
It's a wonder that this blog has been in existence from about January 2014 and I've never actually explained the name, so I thought that I'd take you guys through that today since this is a "fresh start". Hope it will help you to feel a bit more at home here, so let's get into it.
Turn your anxiety into high functioning anxiety; make it work for, instead of hinder you!