This is my space where I can be cosy, curl up with a book or a pen and a notebook.
This is where I can talk about the things I love most in the world: words, language, books, stories, poems, inspiration.
This is where I can experiment, fly and crash, without further comment or panic or fear.
This is where I can be myself, not a mother, not a daughter, not a wife, not a businesswoman. And not a scribbler, but most definitely a writer.