“We know that in September, we will wander through the warm winds of summer’s wreckage. We will welcome summer’s ghost.” Henry Rollins
As I write this it is eight minutes past three on Wednesday the 21st of September. I am pleasantly warm, tucked into my bed. A hot water bottle rests on my womb; easing the pains that with the full moon arrives. I can hear a train passing nearby and the beginnings of chatter from the school children heading home. My name is Sarah. I am 16 years of age and I hope, like all others, for this endeavour to be successful.
Just as in life I am unsure of the direction I wish this blog to take. Please bear with me, non-existent reader, whilst I find my feet.
Writing has always been a love of mine, but finding the motivation to start provides a far larger challenge than the task itself. I pray that this blog will give me the structure and drive I require to slip back into love with words.