There are moments where I miss my hometown so much that my throat closes up and all I can manage are a few wheezes before falling into a fit of tears, wrapped up in my irrational worries that what if it doesn’t get easier? What if time doesn’t heal my open wounds?I missed watching as the city moved from summer to autumn; from...
2011 was the year that I finally took the 50 Book Challenge seriously, and yes, it didn't hurt that I had made the move from Canada to Las Vegas in January and wouldn't be able to legally work for months until my immigration process was complete. With all that time on my hands I managed to complete my goal of reading 50 books...
