Warning: these pictures may cause intense jealousy. I apologize. I'm jealous of myself.
We're all best friends now, did you know?
Now that it has been two weeks since I walked through the overcrowded streets of London and I'm buried under a mound of blankets on my couch, I can say that I am home and happy and snuggly. I eventually pulled my emotions together and became super excited to go back. And after a 4 hour delay at Heathrow, I made it!
Many people who have known me most of my life have been asking if I'm already prepared to go back. And the interesting thing is, not really. Yes, I already miss London and everything and everyone there, but there's a beauty in being home. Even being away at college has made me more appreciative of my hometown, so spending four months away has generated a whole new wave of nostalgia. So actually I'm completely content being back in America. This time next week I'll be shipping off to Williamsport to return to school, and while there's always a small amount of dread at going back to something I know will be challenging, I am just as excited to go back as I was when I arrived first semester freshman year. So woop woop schoolwork, stress, and sleep deprivation here I COME.
Other than the normal family Christmas activities, I've had a very low-key few weeks, filled with catching up with family and friends, sleeping, and watching the telly. I'm currently reading The Crimson Petal and the White by Michel Faber, so once I finish that I'll give a review. Until then, if I don't blog before 2014, have a happy New Year!
London, be seeing you!
xo
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