On the first day of spring, I bought myself a cookie dough flavoured ice cream cone. I almost didn’t. I almost kept walking past the shop, and round the corner, and all the way back to my apartment. But then I thought, why not. Why not get an ice cream cone when it’s beautiful outside, and it’s Saturday, and I would love nothing more than to sit on this bench and join the millions of people, somewhere in the world, probably eating ice cream right this second?
(more…)Tag: Childhood
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Finding Feathers
July 8, 2015
It’s hard to predict when tears will suddenly spring into your eyes when something jolts your memory of someone or something special. (more…)
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The Past is Like a Red Balloon
The happy curtain of my childhood has drawn to a close and I feel as though it didn’t even let me catch one fleeting glimpse of me and my sisters playing in the window before shutting completely. (more…)
Things I Learned Growing Up 