The Monster

For a recent assignment, I tried my hand at poetry. I wrote a collection of works based on some person struggles I’ve been facing over the past few years. I’ve never seriously attempted anything like this before, but I definitely enjoyed letting out my inner Coleridge. The Monster Took a walk through the jungle Brought someone along She came armed with her words but she didn’t … Continue reading The Monster

Everyday Magic

  Today I had a small but significant realisation sitting in my International Studies class. Perhaps all that ghastly critical thinking is finally getting to my brain, or perhaps I was just day dreaming as I normally do when things get a little dull (which is always). But anyway, on to my realisation. Up until this point I’ve always thought that I needed to have … Continue reading Everyday Magic