new year

the new age is here. 2020. I’m spending the first few nights camping on Bruny Island with my brother and parents. I can hear the waves crashing against the sand from a distance, it’s actually quite calming. we’re far from any buildings, and I’m lying in my tent with my brother.

it’s strange thinking of my time away as from another year, another decade all together. I’ve been home fifteen days, which has breezed by. despite this, it has felt as though I never left, and I often find myself wondering if it really happened or if I dreamed it up. sometimes it feels that way, when I wake up from what I thought was a trip to TESCO or tea night in room 53 to the realisation I’d been dreaming in my sleep.

I’ve been sleeping lots. I want to read and write and talk to those people I miss so much, but my energy is low at the moment. I’ll write to you soon. I hope the new year has welcomed you warmly. sending all my love << x