woman on rocks

When is the last time you did something for the first time?¬†It’s been months since I saw this question posed on Twitter, but it’s never left me. Around two o’clock¬†this morning, I found myself reflecting on many of the firsts that I’ve experienced in the last year. Some of them were fruits of labour, some were the seeds that came before the fruit, and some of them were pure synchronicity. Continue reading “Feeling Nostalgic — A Year of Firsts”