My new platform for inspiration 

It has been AGES. Read that again, AGES since I have blogged. My excuses are therefore lined up in a pretty little block so you can read them and feel bad, or skip them and show me no mercy. I promised myself that I would write often, and make it a ritual. And I have… Continue reading My new platform for inspiration 

The lightbulb that finally burned bright.

Written in December 2016. Posted now because it seemed to have fallen off the face of the earth before. Have you ever had a moment where ther light bulb just clicks on? A moment where you finally grasp a concept that you had been misunderstanding for far too long? That moment came to me 6… Continue reading The lightbulb that finally burned bright.

Doing the dishes.

I don’t ever want to be anything but honest. So here is an honest story about my struggle with the dishes. The overflowing sink full of soap suds disguize the patterns that paint the beautiful color and the true peaceful and happy emotions the dirty dishes could posses. Inside the tub lay hidden knifes ready… Continue reading Doing the dishes.

When little eyes are watching.

I generally don’t like pictures of myself, let alone candid photos. I get a twist in my gut of self-consciousness and usually delete it upon viewing. I know I really should kick the habit, but admit it, nobody truly loves every selfie that they take. Recently however, Munch has learned to steal my phone and… Continue reading When little eyes are watching.