I don’t generally stare at a blank screen trying to come up with something to write. I usually have an idea in advance.
Except when I don’t. Today I don’t. I thought I’d tell you a story, so I started looking through the scrapbook journal-y thing I kept when I went travelling with my friend Fashionista.
And now I have something to write!
I DON’T BELONG HERE. I SHOULD BE ON A BEACH IN NEW ZEALAND. I WANT TO GO TRAVELLING.