Posts from the Chapter 21 Category

Day/Page/Sketch #183

‘He was the ocean and I was the sand.’ ~The Miseducation of Lauryn Hill

Day/Page/Sketch #182

First Great Expectation down: London is decidedly overrated.

Day/Page/Sketch #181

Changing patterns.

Day/Page/Sketch #180

Often some of our more life halting or hating choices are made out of our wounded space. We get dumped so we resolve to never love again, just like Miss Havisham.

Day/Page/Sketch #179

When you talk to a person, and ponder their thoughts and feelings, in association with their appearance and actions, you’re performing character analysis, whether you’re conscious about it or not. Be kind.

The Havisham Hour