Love Letters and Lace

It's about that time in the semester where I've basically lost all motivation. Not just in school, but with most things I usually enjoy doing. I'm not really sure why. Maybe it's the fact that the weather is still ridiculously cold here, even though its April now. Anyway, I can't really find much motivation. Whether it be to study, to write on this blog, or to just do activities I normally enjoy, like baking and taking pictures. Honestly, all I do lately is watch Netflix and worry about all the things I'm not doing. I'm trying to find more motivation to write for this blog, because it's something I'm so committed to, and something I really enjoy, but I can't seem to find the inspiration for it. I think my main issue is with the kind of content I was limiting myself to here. I always tried my best to write things I thought people wanted to read. Whether it be monthly favourites, advice articles or those typical lists (10 signs you are X, 15 re

I'll start this off by saying that I never considered myself to be addicted to my phone. Yeah, I use it to text and to keep up with my social media but I have a minimal amount of apps and I don't particularly feel like I need them. But then I lost my phone. For one whole day. And it was hard. The first reason that made it difficult was just the simple anxiety of trying to figure out what happened to my phone. Where did I lose it? Is it okay? Of course, this would happen on a day when I had an important test, which made reviewing for that next to impossible. Once I finally managed to track down my phone, my thoughts were pretty much preoccupied with getting it back. I found myself often forgetting I didn't have my phone and reaching into my empty pocket to get it. Which was kind of concerning. Do I really check my phone this often? Truly, the worst thing for me not having my phone is that I never had a clue what time it was. I'm not the kind of person who wears

This will be kind of a different kind of post. When I imagined creating a blog, I imagined it as a space where I could share whatever I was interested or felt like talking about. A mix between a scrapbook and a diary of sorts. And while thus far the majority of my posts have been more broad and general; recipes, fashion and advice, this one is going to be a bit more personal. If that's not something you're into reading, feel free to skip over this and come back soon (I'll be posting some recipes and more weekly Pinterest picks soon!). A teacher of mine mentioned something last week that stuck to me for the past few days and I really wanted to write about it, to maybe just gather my thoughts. She mentioned how a nurse working on the floor I'm currently doing my clinical in had said that she prefers working with men. Why? Because if you get in an argument with a man, you'll argue and then everything will go back to normal. There's that tense moment where you h