Back to writing at my favourite desk by my favourite window, with my favourite Narnia soundtrack playing, right beside my candles, Norway stones, marble seashells and the dried bouquet of flowers I got from my favourite little girls.

At a time where I feel like I’m changing and evolving so rapidly I can’t keep track, these small moments of anchoring have become more valuable than ever before.
Some things never change and I find that thought very comforting.


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