Each Queen's Birthday long weekend I get nostalgic. About a boy. Of course. To my detriment, my memory's like a really well detailed diary. And I can remember conversations, looks, movements and events like they've just taken place. I realised that this event happened four years … [Read more...]
On falling (in like)
I fall in love too easily. Well, it's not even love, just a small amount of liking above the friendship level. The type where you get excited about an incoming text message. Yes, I think that's my current level of falling. Text message related. The type where even the strangest … [Read more...]