Contrary to the belief that settling in a new country with its temperate climate and different way of life would have my poetic inspiration flowing over, I haven’t written a single proper piece of work in the month and a half since I’ve been here. Even the one essay due last week was the product…
“Sometimes the night becomes faint, and my heart stutters, sending my breath swirling down every cup of scorching tea.”
This is for anyone who’s interested in going on an exchange program.
“I love you, just like this.”
“[The mandala]…signifies the wholeness of the Self.” – C. G. Jung
How cats changed my family life, and tips for new cat owners.