Arrested Development

It's my birthday next week, and I think I may be in the midst of a quarter life crisis.

When did 20 become the new 40? Half the girls I grew up with are off getting married and having babies, whereas I'm thoroughly unattached, unemployed, starting my 3rd degree in as many years and carrying out in depth conversations with my cat.

Happy birthday to me?

Love Like A Bird

Do you remember that time I'd just had my heart broken, again, and I was having trouble remembering how to get out of bed? I called you up and you came and got me dressed. You dragged me to some terrible movie I can't even remember the name of now. You made me smile, finally. I miss that. I miss you.

Back To The Future

I haven't really blogged in quite a long time, but I've started this year afresh, and it seems time to start again. This year so far I've lost love, but gained a life, gone back to studying, and met some lovely folks. I have a darling new flatmate and a fridge full of good good food. I'm excited again, about life, about everything, for the first time in forever everything is going to plan. Just peachy!


love love love xxx