Harlei jean Shiflett
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Testing testing… is this thing on?? That’s honestly how it felt opening up my laptop again. Apologies, it’s been a minute. Not from lack of wanting to write, but because life slipped into a slower lull. A soft, in between chapter where the days felt less like grand adventures and more like gentle transitions. For
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It’s 11/11 and what better time to write about my adventures on the Isle of Skye. Today feels like the Universe’s nudge to breathe and stay open to wonderful things. It’s the kind of date that practically insists on manifesting something good! In numerology, 11 is considered a master number tied to intuition, alignment, and that feeling
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Travel has this funny way of making you feel like you’re supposed to always be doing something remarkable. New city, new food, new photo, new whatever. Sometimes that’s not the point of it all though, or even the best part. What I’m realizing is that travel gives you this long stretch of uninterrupted time with yourself.
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11:11am and we’re driving through some of the most beautiful scenery I’ve witnessed. It’s day two on our Scotland trek and I feel like I’m in a Hogwarts Legacy fantasy flying through all the hills and hamlets. Huge snowcapped mountains will nothing but fields, streams, and sheep in between them. It’s hard to be writing
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It’s 10:00am and I sit writing this as a passenger on what feels like the wrong side of the vehicle to me. One thing about me, I’m not the biggest car fan. This is a completely self inflicted trauma but a stressor nonetheless. It’s a wonderful thing that I have a boyfriend who thoroughly enjoys driving
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well! It’s 3:33pm(I do my best journaling starting on an angel number:)) on October 19th and it has almost been a week since I’ve landed in the UK. In case you’re living vicariously through me (😳🫣😳) I am going to get a bit specific about my journey so far, so let’s get into it! I
Harlei Jean’s In Between 