• naomi

busy girl's first post

I’m sat in London Stansted, nearly 2 hours after my flight to Edinburgh was due to depart. I wouldn’t mind but in approximately 21 minutes it will be 36 hours ago that I arrived home after a beautiful 5 days in Turkey and sat in a “joes (sic!!) coffee house”, whatever that is, is not exactly the place I want to be.

I’m getting to grips with my new MacBook, downloading useful apps, setting up my email account and changing my iCloud profile picture. The fake Louis Vuitton handbag of the girl sat near me catches my eye as she chats to her dad, theorising about whether they should head back to the duty free shops, join the huge queue at the gate, get another coffee... ultimately they’re just going to keep sitting there feeling bored and frustrated, like me.

It’s got me thinking that the last (and only) time I flew on my own was almost 10 years ago, I was 15 and flying home from Texas after spending a week with my cousins who were living out there at the time – my parents had been out with me, but flew home before me so I could spend a bit of independent time with my girls. I felt so grown up and impressed with myself at that time – this time I just feel bored and lonely. It’s funny how when you’re young, doing things on your own feels so exciting.

Anyway, enough of the musing, it’s time to launch my blog. I’ve always loved writing, and I think I’m pretty good at it, but I’ve never managed to maintain a blog. I think I overthink it – I try to write about a particular subject, I get preachy, I try to attract a big audience and get frustrated when it’s just my parents and a few more distant relatives, maybe some of mum’s friends. So I’ve decided I’m just going to write. I want to practice, get back into it. I have such a busy life, so many thoughts and plans, I think writing it down might help me.

Is it going to be funny? Is it going to be thoughtful? Am I going to blog weekly, monthly, or at random intervals? Who knows, I’m just going to go with the flow. No pressure.


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