It has been over 18 months of waiting, but I had finally reached the light at the end of the tunnel!
One thing that has been on my mind for the last few months is the unsettling thought that sooner rather than later, my parents will move out of the house that I have lived in for around 14/15 years.
As of writing this, I am having to process that this has already occurred and now I have to start the ever long process of changing all of my addresses and updating emails – all of that jazz. I wouldn’t describe it as tiresome, rather something that gets shoved to the back of your mind until you realise that something that has to be done!
I must admit, I have been working on this piece for some time. I wasn’t sure on whether or not I should publish the original blog post in full – I decided against it.
AKA: how a film gave me my new hyper-fixation
So, on June 23rd I was in London with my parents attending a concert. As it was a part of London that I had never been before (Stratford), my Dad gave me the task of preparing different train times and routes into London and on the Underground. I had no trouble navigating my way around, I could memorise the correct train times and the exact route from London Bridge to Stratford (though it wasn’t that hard, considering you just take the Jubilee line to the end stop). I felt like a woman on a mission and I’m glad that I didn’t have to rely on my Dad when navigating around London. Come to think about it, I should plan routes around London whenever I get the chance to go!
It appears from the public eye that I’ve been rather quiet when it comes to this journal. That isn’t quite the case, I have been writing some pieces but I have elected to keep them private for now – I didn’t feel confident enough in those pieces of writing to make them public. It will take time (and a lot of editing!) before I feel confident enough to able to publish them.