Fridays seem to appear more frequently now that I’m dedicated to posting something creative. I suppose this is a good thing?
Once my short stories for my writing unit have been marked, I have permission from my lecturer to post them on my blog. This means that Creative Friday will no longer be made from poetry, but short stories too! How exciting.
Places are so much lovelier in memory,
Why can I wander the streets in my mind with wonder?
It’ll feel lighter when we look back,
When we’re older we’ll turn around and laugh.