I’ve spent the last week humming to myself, sometimes I pause for a minute and smile when I realise that I’m humming “if you’re happy and you know it clap your hands” – it seems silly. A week in, a stressful week and I’m humming about being happy. It’s a new feeling – this excitement…
migrating to New Zealand
The calm before the storm | Migration Tales
I haven’t felt like writing lately. Truth be told, I haven’t felt like doing much else other than cry. It feels somewhat ridiculous even putting this out there – the fact that I’m crying over the loss of a thing. A thing with no meaning more than memories attached to it. But I’m getting ahead…