i’ve left behind my spanish radio station and long drives to myself. left behind my momma and my fluffy kitty. my paints and my paint-stained carpet. the grapefruit lotion that smells like summer. my bookshelves. my cloud of a bed. all my endless sunshine.. to start my third and final year of university, which is promising to be a death race, to an empty flat in a hall that’s not exactly my fave and in which the heating system has not yet been turned on.
but i’m feeling surprisingly giddy, which is probably part honest excitement and part delirious jetlag. although the situation could be severely improved if i wasn’t wearing moccasins, gloves up to my elbows, and a fleece sweater over a jumper to keep warm. welcome back to england, huh?
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