Maybe some days are answers

The last time I wrote something similar to this was a random Thursday evening before my 25th birthday. It was probably one of the more honest things I've ever written and I remember feeling the words just flowing through when I wrote it. I started blogging when I was 13 because I wanted to own a piece of the internet where I can keep my thoughts and the things going on in my life. I never set out to be this 'blogger' and lately I just keep wanting to go back to that place. When this blog wasn't for anything other than recording my thoughts and moments from my life. So here goes nothing.

Little Letters | Monday Edition

I was catching up on blogs yesterday, reading lots of old favourites and discovering new ones. I forgot how much I loved doing that. How awesome it is to connect with people with lives so different than mine, and how wonderful it is to be an audience to their innermost thoughts and moments that make them who they are. All of a sudden I am 13 again and blogging for the first time, wanting a small place of the internet to make her own.