Just a poorly drawn carrot writing about life and stuff she cares about
The idea for this blog post came to me when I got up in the middle of the night to use the bathroom (credits to my bladder!), pretty much out of nowhere. As I was dragging myself out of bed and stumbling my way to the bathroom in the dark, an idea suddenly popped into … Continue reading Chasing Ghosts
I’m back in my bubble. What’s the bubble, you may ask? It’s my safe space. It’s where I go when the world is too much, it’s the one spot where no one and nothing can hurt me. My bubble isn’t quite bulletproof but I’d say it’s pretty close to that. You might think that the … Continue reading The Bubble
[Note: this was one of the first pieces I ever wrote, written in the summer of 2016.] Have you ever missed someone so much that it caused actual physical pain? A knot in the stomach at the thought of the one you’re missing, an unfilled void, a constant longing to be with someone. People tell … Continue reading On Missing Someone
Carrot Days 