Went on a date yesterday. It was nice. Nothing felt wrong. But when I left, I sat by the sea alone and realized I wasn’t looking forward to seeing that person again. And that’s what confuses me. I don’t have trouble meeting people. I just don’t seem to feel what everyone else feels when they meet someone they want to keep in their life.

Week one of my sabbatical. My travel companion has strong opinions about the itinerary and refuses to contribute financially.

The only way to live

Recently single… thank god but I learnt so much in the 9 month period I feel like I could write a book

To shave or not to shave?

this photobook has taken my breathe away and I honestly haven’t been able to put it down ❤️‍🩹