The room was filled with the fresh morning light. I checked the clock to make sure it was way too early to get up. Felt strange to wake up at that hour, quite unusual. I wondered what it looked like, how different it'd be. Is
I eventually went to that village last night. I went there with my dad, didn't want to go alone. Remember the village that I told you about before, remember?! I assume it depends if you've received any of my letters.
There's a village on the other
Hello, friends! As you may know, I've recently self-published my second memoir, Morning People. There are some notes and drafts that I haven't included in the book. I may have forgotten, or maybe I couldn't fit them in. Anyway, I thought I could share them
So, we eventually arrived at this diner type of place. We decided to have Kabab since it was the only open restaurant that hadn't already run out of food. The street was a mess, I don't think I've seen so many people all at once before.
The alarm woke us up for the swimming pool. Wore my swimsuit before I made breakfast. The plan was to swim for about two hours, so we had to eat well and gather up a decent amount of energy; swimming calls for it. Ah, how
There's a drive-through in front of our studio. This place used to be a restaurant before they bought the property and turned it into an art studio. So that makes sense. Our cabin is on the left side, a little bit at the back, by the