Sometime I have those moments when I shrink right back down to little me. Little ringlets, little shoes, little freckles and little thoughts. Often this involves me skipping or singing or sometimes even both. The other day however I felt the familiar shrinking while waiting at a bus stop, I sat on the bench swinging my legs and singing My favourite things. It was pouring down so I had my hood on...
One day I will tell you everything.
I want more meaning in my life. Meanings in friendships, in my actions, in relationships. I want more meaning in the things I do. Starting with this blog? maybe? I started this blog for no reason, like so many parts of my life that’s whats missing. The meaning behind it, the passion, the love, the reason. So why not start here. Maybe it wont happen over night, maybe in other areas it means...