Non Fiction – The Wordcastle

Growing Up #2: Less of Bubble Baths

I’ve always thought of bubble baths as a metaphor for sauntering around, to have the short time in betweens for day dreaming. The bubbles dispersing into the air, the smell of shampoo, but more importantly, the time at hand. These bubble bath moments include anything from saving the world as the next Wonder Woman to…

The Dress and The Eye

Im sure we’ve all seen ‘The Dress’ and its colours that has been surfacing around the internet for a few days now. A friend had posted the photograph in our class group and suddenly everyone started commenting on it. From green and black to white and golden to everything in between. Everybody was claiming their…