It’s funny. My last post touched on the composition of a mental health book, and then I vanished. Why? Mental health. The ticking by of days has been more and more on my mind as time goes on, and the 2nd of March made the one-year anniversary of my return to the United States. InContinue reading “Visa Vent”
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A Space of One’s Own
While I’ve spent nearly a year in London (split into a few visits), I still feel a bit like this isn’t my home sometimes. When I close my eyes and think of “my bed” or “my bath” or “my room,” the mental images conjured up are over 4000 miles away. One of the ways I’veContinue reading “A Space of One’s Own”
Magical Musings 