No filter, just me. The standard, the usual. Welcome back, I've missed you dearly. It's a blistering 28 degrees outside, feeling like 39 (Celsius, because I'm Canadian). And yet I'm curled up inside, sipping on red wine, with candles lit, singer-songwriter tunes playing, and a fake fire on the TV. I'm listening to my soul and I couldn't be happier. Although happy, I'm sad, too. Well, perhaps not sad. Perhaps reflective with a touch of wistfulness is a better description. Feeling a bit misunderstood, a bit hopeful. A bit skeptical, a bit optimistic. A dash of introspection and a huge amount of unfiltered thoughts. Contemplating life, contemplating the world. I could get into the weeds, dive into the mess that we call love. I could keep it happier, and update on my life. I could write about anything tonight - my mood is there. I'm stuck reflecting on relationships and the future, however, so there I shall go. I find myself, at the ripe age of n...
Progressive thoughts challenging society and my own mind. Why does the world work the way it does? Can I change it? Can I provide perspective? Looking at anxiety, motivation, individuality, self discovery, and -of course- love. Take a glimpse into the inner workings of a young female's brain