the days fly. I’m doing a lot of the same things, but the lockdown gives me an excuse. I know I’m lucky to be living with friends, who continue to give me new reasons to smile and laugh. but I do miss home, and many of the places I’ve not seen in years now.
it’s nearly two years since I first arrived in Lewes, and despite my new life and the days I’m slipping through, I’m still holding on. sometimes Fieke or Nash or Joel will message through a photo from that world, or a phrase we might have once shared. it’s comforting to know I’m not the only one who feels as though part of their heart is still tied to the silly little life we had there.
I don’t know where I’m going but I want to be doing more with my mind and my heart. the days exhaust me and still I have little to show for that I’m proud of. trying to sleep enough to think well and be present. trying to be good. <<
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