Dear reader,

Thanks for clicking on this page as I assure you my life is terribly boring. I am uneventful. Uninteresting. But I prefer it that way. I make big deals out of small moments. I love to write.

I am 28 years old and constantly reminding myself of the fact that I am getting older – and almost approaching 30. But apparently that’s when life starts so here’s to getting older, I guess

I live in East London and work 9-5 (more like 8-6) as a glorified Project Manager. I do not love my job; my knack for planning is motivated by internal anxieties that I have accepted I will most likely never be rid off.

I have been through heartache. Regret. Despair. Love. Joy (albeit, fleeting). Basically every emotion you can think of. I am a deep empath so a lot of the time, it feels like I could implode with all the feelings I have going on.

I love romcoms, the colour purple, Christmas markets, the countryside, sitting down with a cup of tea under a chunky blanket, Autumn crunchy leaves and colours, the feeling of being loved, long train journeys where I can sit back with a cup of coffee and watch the fields and cities go by. I truly love weddings – the food, love in the air, and old friends I can catch up with. Sitting in a coffee shop and watching the world go by is one of my favourite pastimes. And I love to write.

Writing to me is like therapy. I want to do it more frequently so let’s see how this goes…thanks for sticking with me. 🙂

A x


  1. Welcome to the world of sadness and depression… I have surrounded myself with depressed people..in this artificial world of blogging. Quiet frankly, I like hearing out the sad stories, because I can relate to it.

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