Don’t be chai; I love you a latte.

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Chai latte. Absolute yums.

Dear Lovelies,

I have had the busiest week, but it feels like I haven’t done much. Sort of an unsatisfying feeling. I have been reading a lot, but really no fiction. I’ve been reading about debt in nineteenth-century England. Let’s just say, I am obsessed with Margot Finn. She is an incredible historian, and I absolutely love reading her works. This is why my progress, a pilgrim’s progress (haha, obscure inside joke with Charles Dickens), has been rather slower than anticipated. I’ve just been drinking up her work and playing soft with all of my timelines.  In fictional news, I just started Elizabeth Gaskell’s Ruth. I don’t even know how I stumbled upon this, but Gaskell consulted Dickens when she was writing this book. I haven’t gotten too far in the text, but so far it has mentioned The Pilgrims Progress and it directly deals with similar social mores also found in Dickens’s texts, such as Oliver Twist and Little Dorrit. Gaskell’s text, however, is not at all Romantic in the ways that Dickens is. This is all preliminary observations. More will follow!

Folio Society Editions

In other news, IT IS SPRING TIME. I mean, I’ve been going on about the weather for a while. But there are finally buds on trees, plants are greening, grass is glowing (and growing). The only distressing part about the warming weather is that my dog struggles a lot more in the heat. Last night, she did quite a long walk, but she was so over-heated by the time we were done. She also gets into these moods, and I think anyone with a dog will recognise it. She just runs, and growls, and hops, and pounces, and *chase me*. It’s super adorable because it’s this inexplicable burst of energy, but she also has a heart problem. She seems to forget her age and insists upon energy explosions.

I hope I’m like that when I’m her age, respectively….just want to share my love and energy with everyone. That’s the great things about dogs and children; they just run and play. It’s sad that adults don’t do that. Why do we stop playing when we hit mild-adulthood (teens). I think we tell people they need to act their age not their shoe size. *no you dinnnn’t*

I hope to start filming and uploading content both here and for YouTube this week. The only issue is that everyone’s days off always interfere with my schedules. Boop de poops. Anticipation is great! Just keep swimming, my loves.

Heaps and heaps of love,
Word Play Xx

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