The ramblings and literal journal of a 29 year old mess who just moved back home to a dysfunctional toxic environment she’s tried to escape for years in a tiny conservative, but admittedly beautiful country she’s also tried to avoid for years. This is the journal of my days here, on the days I have the emotional energy to write about or even reflect on what’s going on, which is unfortunately, mostly informed by the past. Why am I still here? I guess I’m just tired of running and me not being different. And, you know, I don’t have to pay rent here.

Apologies for the lack of consistency and thank you for following if you are. You’ll learn more about me through my posts and maybe you’ll empathise or maybe, like me, you’ll think I just need to get a life and actually finish ‘The Power of Now’. And who knows, maybe you’ll be here when I do, get a life or finish ‘The Power of Now’. Whichever comes first.