This is a tale of coming of age……….
Mine to be exact, in my thirties. Please don’t judge. I recently went on a trip sans Mr. Lenz, my first ever solo one. 5 whole days of vacation adulting on my own. I figured why not? With Mr. Lenz away for the week working and nothing tying me down to Dubai, I thought it was the perfect time to get away. Now in my culture Continue reading
The first post. Writer’s block’s best friend. Is this appropriate (subject matter)? Which direction to go; too heavy, too light. Sugar and spice and everything nice, or not so nice and a little salt. There are apps out there to the rescue according to Swoon Reads
I love, yet am slightly terrified of, technology, but I digress.
I’m in a nostalgic mood as I am sat here sipping my decaf espresso in a hotel room in Dubai, the city I live in and have come to love. Over the years, I have had the privilege of travelling to many parts of the world and observing different cultures. To me, travelling is like air. I live for it, becoming antsy when I feel I’ve stayed in one place for too long. I believe this is a consequence of my nomadic blood Continue reading