The Journal
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I WISH IT WILL NEVER RUN DRY.
This year, as the calendar quietly turned and I found myself marking another birthday, I didn’t…
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Is Burger & Lobster Worth the Hype? Here’s What We Ordered in London
📍 Burger & Lobster – London There are nights when you don’t want to decide—you just…
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A Vacancy in Someone Else’s Life
The work printer developed a sudden personality disorder on a Monday morning. It had been functioning…
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Chickenjoy Chronicles: Liverpool Edition
I would love to tell you that Liverpool became one of my favourite cities to visit…
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Somewhere Between Enough and Never Enough
I once walked into a shop intending to buy one notebook and emerged with three notebooks,…
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A LIFE LIVED ON BORROWED APPROVAL
The first time I properly noticed how much power an imaginary audience could have over an…
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THREE YEARS AWAY, FORTY-SEVEN THINGS TO EAT
My stomach had apparently been planning this holiday longer than I had. By the time I…
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Every Bend Has Its Becoming
Rivers have always made returning look deceptively easy. They bend, disappear behind mountains, slip past towns,…
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When Kindness Comes With a Price Tag
A friend once told me that she had lent someone money and was now rehearsing how…
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THE LIVES WE ALMOST LIVED
The woman sitting across from me on the train has absolutely no idea that she is…
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we are not born lucky—we build our luck.
Autumn is here now, and as always, it brings me back to center. Of all the…
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I will return for round two. Preferably toothache-free.
Three years ago, I packed not just a suitcase, but a vision. A quiet, trembling hope…
