“…she stopped paying close attention to his words and when at red lights, examined the rain drops spattering on the windshield so intently that she almost stared right through them. Each drop seemed stuck on the glass, until another drop landed on it and they rolled down the window together, ending in a climactic splash.”

Sara: English major, writer, clarinetist.

I post and reblog: things I think are pretty, things that intrigue me, things I'm a fan of, and things I care about.

Common themes include: books, writing, movies, more books, cozy beds, breakfasts, Doctor Who, Sherlock, feminist issues, and occasional pieces of my life.

(My abroad blog can be found here.)

Wallpaper adapted from here.

shimmeryylights replied to your photo: Hanging out in my dorm’s basement, baking two…
I didn’t know you baked… yum Cinnamon swirl! that sounds heavenly! ^^

I do sometimes?

I got really into cooking and baking last spring, when I did a semester abroad and lived in a flat where I had to cook for myself all the time. I miss being that in touch with my food, how accomplished that feels, and being that in control of what I eat.

On the other hand, the dining hall is super convenient…

Ultimately, though, I’m excited to cook for myself again, after I graduate in a few months! o.O