On A Rainy Morning...

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It’s one of those rainy days. The good ones. Like the ones when I was younger where I would stay in my room and find my copy of Inkheart by Cornelia Funke to read for hours and hours. I’m not sure why, but it was always my rainy day go-to book. I think it was because of the way the book starts in the first chapter. With the rain on the window. I love it.

Today is a day much like so many of those were. But I’ve decided to write it down before I pick up my book again. Through raindrop speckled windows the street is a blurry watercolour and the grass a mossy green.

Don't Blink

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Time. Sometimes I wish it would pass faster than it does. Like when I miss people or places and can't wait to return to them. Or when I'm looking forward to something that will happen too far in advance, like moving into a new house later this fall. I just wish time would move quicker, so I can get to that point faster, see the people I miss now.

But there are also cases when I want time to slow down, like being on break for instance.

Currently

Currently I'm...

Reading:

• Captivating by John and Stasi Eldredge

• Next on my list will be Nameless by Lili St. Crow

• Previously on my list was I Am The Messenger by Markus Zusak

Because It Was Wednesday

So I'd been back home in North Carolina for a few days when I finally did it. The idea of colouring my hair had been in the back of my mind for maybe a few years now and that fact had started to bug me a little. Why couldn't I just do it? 

Traveling: The Day Of

Here are a few quick tips I've gathered from my own traveling adventures, these in particular make my day of traveling go as easily as possible:

1. Get up on time.

Of all the days to hit 'snooze' and go right back to sleep, this certainly is not one of them. When your alarm (which should definitely have been set the night before) goes off, get up. It's as simple (and yes sometimes very difficult) as that. My flight out of London for going home over Christmas break last year happened to be at 12:00pm. Meaning I at latest had to get to the airport at 10am, and there was a 3 hour travel time to get there. When my alarm went off at 5:30am it seemed like I was getting up way too early, but I needed every bit of time that gave me to get out the door and if I had hit snooze even once my morning would have been a lot more stressful.