ice skating

it’s been an exhausting week. my mind doesn’t want to give me a break. still, I take the time to recognise how lucky I am and remain grateful for every day I’m given to spend with these people in this wonderful place.

it’s getting really cold now, and dark early. the sun disappears at 4pm and we bus home from uni in the dark. the other night I went ice skating for the first time. I was surprise at my ability to not fall over, and had a lovely time with my friends. when it was working, it felt somewhat like flying.

I reached out to an old friend this week. we hadn’t spoken in years and it had been something I’d thought about for a long time. I heard back, and we chatted. whilst time has left a mark between us, it was comforting for me to realise that he still recognised the worth in our friendship. my relationship with time is something that frustrates me every day, and never will an hour pass without my thinking of it. but this reconnection was able to calm me this week.

three weeks until I leave the study lodge for my final weekend in London. a lot to think about. my family and loved ones back home getting closer, my life up here slowing slipping. this world is so wide and I’m lucky to see it from different angles. I just wish these angles weren’t so far apart << x