Writing in Coffee Shops

Writing in Coffee Shops

I’m going to write a coffee shop tourist post today because I haven’t written one of those in a while. This photo was taken in a new Costa location by Portsmouth and Southsea station. It’s closer to my Tuesday morning lecture than the ones on Commercial Road, and I personally identify with Gilmore Girls at …

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What Is Love?

I have to admit, sometimes the state of the hearts and minds around me in the world discourages me. A few weeks ago we were doing an exercise in our script writing class about themes. It was close to the deadline for our submission and we had to go around and summarize our project in …

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Rainy Day

On A Rainy Morning…

It’s one of those rainy days. The good ones. Like the ones when I was younger where I would stay in my room and find my copy of Inkheart by Cornelia Funke to read for hours and hours. I’m not sure why, but it was always my rainy day go-to book. I think it was …

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Don’t Blink

Time. Sometimes I wish it would pass faster than it does. Like when I miss people or places and can’t wait to return to them. Or when I’m looking forward to something that will happen too far in advance, like moving into a new house later this fall. I just wish time would move quicker, …

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Because It Was Wednesday

So I’d been back home in North Carolina for a few days when I finally did it. The idea of coloring my hair had been in the back of my mind for maybe a few years now and that fact had started to bug me a little. Why couldn’t I just do it?

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Humanity…Not Today

I really enjoy a nice warm cup of tea in the evenings now (I blame England). And because of this, one thing after another has led me to discover I am a very easily distracted person as well as the fact that I just avoid humanity sometimes.

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Forget Me Not

For some reason I have never known the name of my favourite flower. Weird, I know. It’s come up before over the years, when someone will ask what my favourite is and I’d have to say I didn’t know. And after said conversation I would always resolve to look it up online as soon as …

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