Dear Thirty-five year old Me, So we meet. Finally. I wish I could tell you that’s it been a long wait, and that I have been dying to meet you, but that would be a lie, and a totally un-necessary…
Letter to a 35-year old Me!
Tag: love
Love Letter
My dearest mountains, So I can’t deny it really. I did have a fling with the sun, sand and the sea. I have to admit – it was exhilarating! If we have to be honest, then let’s put it all…
Rain and me..
I listen to the rain patter on my window as I curl into the comforter. I was told I was coming to ‘Sunny California’ when I moved here, but I havent seen too much of the sun since then. I…
random ramblings
Yesterday I went to Pria’s house. Our conversation was usual – office work, bitching, and more bitching, and of course, on decorating the house. Pria has a lovely house, and every time I go to her place, I get ideas…