Look At The Stars, The Bright Stars

This is not a review, this is more of an observation. If scientists were to find another galaxy, it would be this. Millions of stars that reflect gold and pink and yellow planets. A hot summer's day turns into a journey into ice cold space where the thoughts and worries of those who tread through life are forbidden.

The explosion you see before you is essentially a planet dying, an explosion of mystery and colour. What the world is calling a momentous moment as you throw the planet into the ocean like a careless giant. Be warned, those who look at the bright stars are the ones who seek adventure and wanderlust. They will go forth, get more planets to relive the experience and dream of the future to come.

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What I Sent Oh Comely

A few weeks ago, I sent a mini story to oh comely for their body issue. I do hope they feature it, but I thought I'd share it with you guys so you can read it. It's about one of my passions, baking...

Being able to craft perfect plump pastry first time gives me great pride as my hands lovingly knead the mixture carefully. The skill of baking takes me by the hand as I'm led blindly into the depths of cheesecakes, cookies and lemon meringue pie -  and each comes out a success. I stand by the door proud as my family call out praises as their palettes are flooded with bold complimenting flavours.

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London, An Old Friend

 I feel giddy with excitement as I bounce along on my soles across the pavement. I can certainly blame the ice cold blend of caffeine and milk for that. It’s just me and a close friend exploring the city that we grew up in. Weaving our way through the mazes of side streets to get to the iconic places that tourists use to idolise an exciting life in a British city. I don’t think I’ll ever grow tired of London but sometimes it’s nice to take a break.

You can easily state that it feels like taking a break from an old friend. You’ve spent too much time together and it’s a retreat to calm when you spend time on your own for a while. You still care about each other and look forward to the days you spend together, but the excitement of sharing memories tires you out.

I could easily write a novel on the amount of moments that are imprinted on my mind when something has happened to me and a friend in Central. Like when I keep stopping runners in their paths, random pirates scaring us, running at the speed of lightning away from oncoming vans. You just had to be there.

Every time I go back to London, it’s like a warm familiar hug. I easily know where I’m going and through that I start to feel safe in my own city. As an 18 year old, I’m only beginning to grasp the idea of full expeditions across the city and as I grow older, I think I will always remember what started all this. The thirst for knowledge in a city the world holds its grasp on with keen wide eyes like saucers.

The photography trips started it all. Year 12 gave way to new freedom and it bowed to give me permission to use my creativity to show the unseen parts of the city. Not only is London close to me, it also help me grow close to the few friends who I consider trustworthy and will hopefully be known to me for life.

London, wherever I end up in life, Brighton or LA, you will always have a place in my thoughts and heart.

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