I started a full time job at Next, a clothing store popular here in the UK. I leave the house at 6:20 am. Oddly enough so far it hasn't bothered me getting up early (though I'm sure complaints are sure to follow). It's kinda cool walking past the craigs before daylight ( Read more... )

I can honestly say I have never been in this sort of position, or felt like this, in my entire life.  It's hard to explain WHAT it is exactly...sort of a lost, displaced, floating, halfasleep, uncertainty.  I've decided it's probably wiser to embrace it than comiserate it, which isn't the easiest thing, but I'm givin it a go.  So i've been trying ( Read more... )

Walking to the city centre, Tour buses are a constant on the road.  People point and take pictures.  I walk past with my groceries.  I live here.  When did I stop being a tourist? Or am I still?

Other ironies--checked my email to find a fantastic travel offer--Edinburgh 3 days, 2 nights.  LOL!!!!  How about Edinburgh, 6 months?

I moved into my Edinburgh flat on Wednesday.  Cassie left for the states on Thursday.  My new flatmate, whom I had never met, arrived yesterday.  I've been trying to stay busy with unpacking, organizing and going out and getting better aquainted with the city.  I honestly feel lost at the moment.  Every time I have ever made a move like this, it ( Read more... )

I should be happy.  I should be sad.  What I am instead is like the sunset I saw tonight over the craigs of Edinburgh--something that is breathtaking and heartbreaking, filling and empty with loneliness for unexplainable missing ( Read more... )

so it's been a while ( Read more... )

Things feel like they are turning around.  The smallest whisper, the tiniest glimpse of the what and where of my life is being revealed layer by layer.  It's encouraging.  I don't know if it was the warm weather and sunshine, the book i've been reading, or something in the water, but the other day was the first full day I have had in a long time-- ( Read more... )

Most of the time I forget how lucky I am to be amongst a community of writers.  At RC I would get excited if one person in a class of 20 happened to mention they scribbled poems every now and then.  Now, every person in every one of my classes is a writer and is pursuing writing as a life long occupation.  How cool is that! I'm gonna miss it when ( Read more... )

This wasn’t what I hoped for…or how I pictured it.  Everyday I realize how amazing it is to be here…yet being here is a struggle.  I wish for more and find myself being less.  I wished for an amazing experience at the university, and instead find it a roller coaster of mediocre and somewhat good sometimes.  I find people I love spending time with, ( Read more... )

I count 83 pages ( Read more... )