Confessions of a Writer

writerI had the strangest dream the other night.  I woke up only remembering parts of it and hazy remnants of events surrounding those moments. I hate not being able to remember dreams. Continue reading →

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Dear Future Self

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Isn’t it a glorious day when you realise that you are finally OVER someone. Continue reading →

Oh Brooke, where the hell art we?

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36 days ago I posted a blog about Traveling Vicariously. Continue reading →