The bewitching thing about my transatlantic life is I can live in England and love it dearly, but wear my deep affection for Florida like a light, floral orange blossom perfume.
Up until the time I went off to university, I had never moved house. My parents have lived in the … More
There’s this feeling that comes with pushing boundaries that I’ve become well familiar with over the years. Scary and welcoming all at once, and yet instead of taking a tour I packed a thermos of tea, pulled on a trusty cable-knit sweater, and plopped back into the driver’s seat. We were off.
I’m no stranger to writing loads and willingly sharing my feelings and experiences with others. However, over the last year … More