cogs

the cogs are turning and I’m back in a space that demands productivity. though my mind is exhausted, I remind myself how lucky I am to be meeting new people and finding friends in their smiles. this new world is pretty, and I’m finding different joys to treasure in the midst of madness.

this is my new campus, where I’ll be studying if the lockdowns end. it looks like a castle and reminds me of England.

this is a lane off the street where I live. I liked the colours of the end of the day through the tree branches.

this is a view from the quad of my new home. my side doesn’t catch the sun - but it’s okay, there’s a deck on the roof with a hammoc and chairs. it’s a special place, this hidden society of plants and procrastinators. I’m learning to feel at home here, and the new friends are helping.

trying to stay on top of things and present. the missing continues, though it always has. one day at a time. <<