Day 16: Accents
Accents are a distinguishing thing.
Patchwork and nuanced they hint at a back story, mottled and daubed with flecks of countries, conversations and circumstances we have known. It's through this inflection and intonation t… Read MoreDay 19: My Favourite Person
I don't have one.
Or at least, not yet.
The title of favourite person is one not easily-earned, but then nor should it be.
I want my favourite person to be the person I can't wait to spend time with, to shower praise and … Read MoreDay 20: Socks
Socks are funny things.
I know people who point-blank refuse to wear matching socks, and one person who will colour co-ordinate his entire outfit right down to them.
Since leaving University I now pair my socks differently … Read MoreDay 18: Breakfast
It's 3:33pm and I am yet to have breakfast.
I can count the number of times I have eaten breakfast in the last month on one hand. Comfortably.
I "get" breakfast and its ever-en-vogue sister brunch, but it simply doesn't fac… Read MoreDay 17: What I would like to spend my next 25 years doing
More.
More of what I love, more of what makes me happy.
More of the things I know and love, and more of the things that I don't. Yet.
More sitting in parks in warm, sunny places with a notebook, pen and the assembled untold… Read More
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