I don’t have a lot to say, because this whole post is pointless. I’m just stating the obvious, what people already know. Mother’s Day sucks when you don’t have a mom.
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I don’t know what to write again, which happens from time to time, but I’m not ready to skip a week of blog posts yet. So that means the only thing to do is to have another “A Week in the Life of Sarah” posts, or more simply a new “What’s Going On?” update.
(First, HI CHANTAL!) Alright, now let’s start Sarah’s regularly scheduled blog post! As I mentioned in last week’s post, I watched A Quiet Place and loved it. It was scary and so incredibly well done with its portrayal of familial love, determination, and probably the best and most surprising thing is that the movie is told …
Today* was a miserable day, not because something bad happened, but because of the weather. Southern Ontario was hit with a “historical” ice storm on Saturday going into Sunday. And sure, the aftermath of ice storms are always beautiful with the ice covered trees and bushes, but having to scrape your car off and waddle …
Right now, I’m feeling stressed. My insides feel tight and I feel tired but I have to write this blog post, and I just set up my queue for my book review blog. And I want to read more of The Power by Naomi Alderman because I want to try to finish reading a book a week because …
I don’t know how long this is going to be since it’s a rant and I’m annoyed, maybe I’ll drone (ha ha) on and on for who knows how long, or maybe I’ll just keep it to the point. It isn’t written yet so I’m just as clueless as you are. What I do know …
The title says it all folks, I’m in a funk, more particularly a writing funk, and I don’t really know why.
(This was a hard blog post to write. I thought, after almost a year, I’d be better but it’s still hard, will always be hard I think. I cried a few times, had to stop even more, but I got all the words out eventually. Maybe not as coherently as I’d like, but they’re here, …
I’m writing this while watching the Oscars, because over the past few years I’ve gotten more interested in them, and I really don’t know why.
I don’t know what to write today. I’m tired and I’m not sure why because I didn’t do too much today, maybe all the rain from the past few days has drained me. Maybe it’s because my dad was hosting a book club and I helped and it was loud, or maybe because all this …
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