30 : the year of longing

Last night, I had a dream I was country-hopping through Europe: from England, to Scotland, to Italy. I was sitting on a bus, driving down a single-lane road through fields of green towards the end of our journey, when the thought came across me: This isn’t enough. I haven’t found what I’m looking for. I…

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The weeks leading up to this birthday have left me run ragged with numerous obligations, pre-booked time, and little to no opportunities for myself. Which is why it’s so very important, today of all days, to take the time to myself to reflect on it all, just as I do every year. Back in January,…

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