personal mantras + rupi kaur
So I woke up Tuesday morning feeling as though I’d been hit by a train. I dragged myself out of bed, threw on a light jacket and walked to my local bakery (for an indulgent apple danish and a chai) and sat to journalling. “Dear Meg, hello… how are you… so… this morning is pretty lame and sort of dull… ugghhhh….” you know, the usual writers-block that can occur with a blank page. And as I’m writing in my open train of thought, … View Post