Human beings will always find something wrong with their lives. As a human who has lived a gloriously average life with little to complain about somewhere along the way I have found too many causes for upset. Here I am a 20 something living a normal life with love support and everything i need to stay alive supplied for me. Yet I wake up every day and I find things that throw me off, things I can’t do that for the majority of people in my situation aren’t even a second thought. Continue reading “Accepting Anxiety”
I was back in Aberystwyth for a few days this week and as per usual I couldn’t help but take some photos. The seafront is always beautiful though I love trying to find different ways to photograph it. Every Aber student has a shot of the view towards constitution hill or the starling murmurations.
I’ve developed a bit of an Obsession with this little jetty that’s separate from the pier. I really regret not having my camera last summer. There were some perfect shots up for grabs of tourists jumping off but oh well. This summer in Coventry I’m not quite so privileged.
So today across the country the soon to be graduates of my University checked their student records for the last results day of their lives. Continue reading “The meaning of life, the universe and everything: Results day”
As a child all I ever wanted to be was a writer, more accurately a novelist. I cannot say that as a young adult I would not mind taking that career path. For most of my life I have loved writing. Continue reading “When I grow up”
I’m a student in my early twenties and I have no idea what I’m doing with my life. I’m hopefully starting a masters in September to delay the inevitablility of entering the real world.
I am burdened with the glorious problem of being middle class. In other words I have too much choice. I always see and hear people talking about finding their one purpose, their one passion, and following. I love to write, I love to cook, I love photography, I love the outdoors, I am (schockingly enough) a massive nerd, I can crochet and I can’t decide what else makes the list. How on earth am I supposed to pick what I want to do?
So this blog is me, my life and everything. I’m not going to pretend I know where my life, or this blog, is going.