Oh, Astrid!

thirty and finding myself again

1 Comment

Hitting my stride, maybe?

So here I go making a new blog and then posting absolutely nothing in it. I’ve not purposefully been neglectful, but I also didn’t intend for this space to be just a random list of my daily carryings on. More actual thoughts, less drivel. No one wants to read my diary, because frankly, it wouldn’t be very interesting. And that’s what Facebook and Instagram are for, anyway. But there are still some actual thoughts rattling around in this head of mine, so I suppose I should commit them to… pixels? Something. Continue reading