I arrived in London by 9pm last night, at which point I wanted to journal. looking all over, I had no luck finding places with desks at which I could write. I listened to music as I crossed the Thames, thinking of the week that has been. I ventured back out today, spending a couple of hours journaling in a Costa before walking out to Kensington Gardens.
the Peter Pan statue made me think of my brothers. I would like to be like Peter Pan right now - I don’t ever want to grow up.
I had dinner with Sam and Rachel, friends I made working on Timepieces (the play I performed in during my exchange semester). both are doing well, enjoying their busy corporate jobs whilst finding the time to stay creative. three years to the day since we closed the show. time flies.
feeling quite lost right now, a very strange limbo. the future is so unclear and I don’t know what I’m really supposed to be doing at this point. moving gently. <<
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