another big day. by 11 we’d all boarded the bus, riding on the top deck along the coast to the white cliffs of the seven sisters, a pilgrimage we’d all made a couple of times during our few months in Lewes.
it felt surreal to be back. our last time making this journey had been exactly a week before leaving Lewes. though each of us have changed considerably since our time here, it’s remarkable that this ritual of walking to the pebbled beach and climbing like mountain goats to the top of the hill remains the same as before.
it still feels like the end of the world here. I sat on the beach with Jan, talking about how little we know of where we’re going or why we’re here. I felt understood by him today, and I’m so grateful to have him with me as we navigate these strange emotions.
I fell asleep on the bus back to Brighton - I think Joel found it funny.
bussing back into Lewes, we finally returned to the oasis that is TESCO. wandering the lanes of the village, we started to gain a sense of the growing excitement for tomorrow night’s bonfires, with firecrackers and fireworks popping spontaneously down most corners by the end of the night in anticipation.
we split for dinner - Fieke, Nash, Joel, Jan and I heading to Bill’s. Lansdown after when Alex joined us from Paris. back in Brighton, we played uno in the common room, enjoying tea and caramilk I found at TESCO. lots of silly laughs with the boys before bed - calling Nic back in Sydney to quickly wish him a happy birthday.
overwhelmed in mostly positive ways, and feeling excited to celebrate with my friends tomorrow. aware of how lucky I am to be here, and trying my best to be present and not for a moment take for granted the comoany with which I’m spoiled right now. <<
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