The journey begins… again!

It was late.  I crawled beneath my chocolate Egyptian cotton duvet, the frost licking at the window, threatening to invade the warmth of my room.  The sounds of bubbling water filled the room with a relaxed gurgle as the light of floating tea-lights danced over the water cascading down the fountain I use as a humidifier.  The mirrors in my room showed the memories of past journeys that hang proudly on the wall with a muted reflection. Maybe it was just a reflection, maybe... Read More