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Alone, but not lonely. Sort of…
Why was it, that at exactly midnight on October 6, I thought, not about the wonders of the day ahead, but the last 26 years… Continue reading
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The bay window…🪟
I see myself in the books, the chiffon curtains, the posters on the wall that I can’t quite decipher. I see myself in the person who’s trying to make the ordinary, the mundane, the… limiting, beautiful. I don’t think I’ve… Continue reading
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This time…🕯
What if, instead of looking back or looking forward, I focus on what’s right in front of me? They say, “Comparison is the thief of joy”. If that’s true, why do I constantly compare my present self to my past… Continue reading
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The yellow ladybird…💛
The sign I never knew I needed. The sun was shining, the bus was stuffy, and I was happily exhausted. I was on my way back from a training day at my new job. Coffee training, to be exact. Sunshine,… Continue reading
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Is it burning ambition or deep dissatisfaction?
One of my resolutions for 2025 was to really dive into a branch of philosophy. I’m talking full-on, head-first, no-looking-back kind of dive. I landed on Existentialism. Why? Well, for starters, “existential” is a word I’ve been throwing around ever… Continue reading
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Ferrante’s Neapolitan Quartet; My literary Roman Empire…📚
To say that I was late to the MBF party is a massive understatement. What’s more, teenage Ellen could have really done with these books growing up… All regrets aside, what I say, with complete confidence, is that it is… Continue reading
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Porto, Portugal: A Guide…🌉
‘Life is filled with reasons to BELIEVE.’ So said the sign on the baby blue door near the Ribeira, and so says me. My favourite city to date? In the same way that ‘what is your favourite book?’ is an… Continue reading
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Art Galleries: Havens for the modern-day introvert…
Per creare un mondo unico, bisogna essere esposti alla grande arte. To create a unique world, one must be exposed to great art. – Fernando Botero What art galleries mean to me… Let’s be real, we all love art. Or… Continue reading
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What’s it all about, Italy?
“I’m so homesick for Italy that when I write about it it has that something about it that you only get in a love letter” (Hemingway to James Gable, 3 March 1919). Was it at age 7, during a boat… Continue reading
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From Porto, with love💙
The way the water sparkled never quite left me. And I’m quite sure it never will. Porto, Portugal. The place I call ‘home’ even though it isn’t. The gorgeously gloomy city that stole my heart the moment I stepped off… Continue reading
Writings of a Dreamer 