One of my favorite texts I could possibly receive goes something like this: Are you free this weekend for a road trip?
So you can imagine my delight when that very message popped up on my phone from some dear friends on mine from high school. Since all three of us live in different states and have very different work schedules, it’s pretty rare that we all have a free weekend at the same time (in this case it was MLK day on the Monday) so this was not to be missed. Continue reading
In 2018 I set a reading challenge of 30 books, and I just finished the 30th book about two days ago. *Dance party* Since that happens to be quite a few and I wasn’t able to write a separate review for each of them, I wanted to give you a recap on some of my favorites. Continue reading
Every New Year’s Eve, or perhaps even just December in general, lots of people come up with these things called resolutions. Things they want to change in the upcoming year. While I don’t really feel the need to call them resolutions, I love the idea of reflecting back on things that went really wrong and not settling for keeping those around another year. Continue reading
It’s one of those days. The words aren’t coming easy. You’re trying to find them, but they are falling into flat, pasty sentences that taste like cardboard and translate poorly. You can’t see them mattering.
You’re wondering, “Why bother?”
You have read so many stories from so many talented writers. You’ve soaked up their words with all the awe and wonder that comes with, “Aha! See?! I’m not alone. Someone knows what that felt like.” Continue reading
Why do I think about and gravitate toward coffee shops so much? I write in them and about them constantly. I’m always on the lookout for additional favorites. What’s the magnetic draw? Does it touch a piece of heaven, or eternity, that just draws me in? Maybe it’s the coffee. It’s a bunch of people who hang out there because the coffee is there. They want to drink some and then, when their drink is done but they don’t want to go yet, they stay so they can at least smell it still. There’s a humming. A gathering (peaceful) around a well-loved centerpiece. Continue reading
It’s strange to walk the streets of a place/city you’ve once lived in, grown in, cried in, and thrived in. It’s strange because you remember exactly what it felt like, what the routine of sounds and sights consisted of, and how familiar it all became during your time there. You remember the exact shade of yellow all the license plates were, and you remember the old smell of the library and the chiming tone of the elevator in your best friend’s halls when the doors opened. You remember how wobbly the buses were and exactly what the raindrops felt like while you waited for that bus to arrive. Continue reading
I got to revisit Oxford after over a year and loved it just as much the second time. I was primarily in Oxford because I was attending a Fusion conference called Firebrands from Thursday to Saturday, but since I remembered loving the city last time, I purposefully arrived a day early to walk around a little bit with some friends of mine. Continue reading
During the time I spent in Sheffield a week or so ago, I got to visit three different coffee shops. For those of you who have been reading along for a while now, you know that I am absolutely enamored by cozy and cute coffee shops, and I am always up for discovering new ones to add to my coffee shop tourist collection. Continue reading
This past week I arrived back in the UK (woot woot!) and got to visit a few places for the first time before I made my way back to Portsmouth including Sheffield and York! There’s a coffee shop tourist post in the works for Sheffield, but first I wanted to share a few photos from the day trip that Viki and I took to York. Continue reading
I called the previous post Interrupting Inconvenience Part 1 so that makes this one Part 2! At the time I was thinking about the amount of travel I was about to do and how my mindset oftentimes changes from praying for safety to praying for convenience. Continue reading