Memories have become friendly enemies….
There was always B.
Trust me she was an intelligent goddess. I am told I used to get home crying whenever she took number one in class.
My nemesis in a dress
If you are still reading this by now, thank you. Those were the words that inspired me to write again. So here I am! This blog is a collection of my stories, my thoughts, sometimes my feelings and my musings. I welcome you to see the world through a different set of lenses. See the world through my eyes.