A short read about reading

Cheryl Strayed promised me in “Tiny Beautiful Things” that all the wasted days would add up to something. And they are beginning to. As is all the time spent “wasted” reading – something I’ve always felt vaguely guilty about. I hadn’t read a book in a couple of weeks (unheard of really in my world […]

Musings in limbo

I’m travelling again. I am addicted to it. Whether it is driving, flying or riding – travel grows space for the soul to find itself again.  During normal life we tumble headlong into the habitual nooks and crannies of our lives. I am a real homebody so this love of travel is a weird juxtaposition […]