Showing posts with label month. Show all posts
Showing posts with label month. Show all posts

NORWEGIAN WOOD

August is almost over and I couldn't be happier about it. Don't get me wrong, I am slightly annoyed summer is coming to an end, but the past four weeks have gone by so slowly I definitely need a new month and am very much looking forward to all the things I have planned for the upcoming three.

Not having a job means I spend most of my day at home applying for possible roles, fully knowing I will never hear back from any of them. To be quite honest, this has brought me a lot of anxiety and stress – I know I only just graduated, but my life has always been planned by yours truly and, this time around, I can't plan much and it's a really weird feeling.

Anyway, back to what I was trying to say; because August has been extreeemely slow, I have had time to read again – something I was missing and was hoping to get back into for a long time now. For anyone who doesn't know me, I am an avid reader, a bookworm I suppose. I have been reading ever since I can remember and books have always had a huge impact on my life and have been a source of happiness and comfort in times of need.
However, during the past three years, I didn't manage to read as much as I was hoping and I didn't realise how much I missed it until I picked up a book in Watersones at the end of July.

It will probably sound extremely cheesy, but it made me feel at home and it's safe to say I haven't stopped reading since. So, as my passion for books is back, I thought I'd talk about a few of my favourites and tell you exactly why I think you should give them a go (if you haven't read them already that is).

So, without further ado, this month's book is Norwegian Wood by Haruki Murakami.



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Outtakes: January in Pictures

During the past week or so, I felt the need to update my blog.
Truth be told, I've never been particularly great at scheduling and publishing when I wanted or needed to. But that's because I created this blog as a safe place for me to talk about things I didn't want to face – and, in the end, I was never ready to write those words down.



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