i leave for the airport tomorrow morning at 7 am and right now i am wide awake. it has become like a routine now. nausea and anxiety as i pack my suitcase, numbness and denial on my flight out of KL, more numbness as i arrive in Birmingham and a final (physical, mental and emotional) breakdown once i enter my room, to end the entire journey.
i arrive in London (which is a much needed buffer before i reach Birmingham) tomorrow evening itself, by when it will have already become pitch dark. i am NOT looking forward to the chill, the snow and frequently falling on my ass because of icy streets. don't get me wrong, snow is beautiful; admired from the comfort of well heated indoors, during snowball fights and snowman making escapades for a couple minutes and when you have the luxury of your own car. not so much when you must brave the ice, walk almost everywhere and are carrying several grocery bags!
such discomforts are exactly why i begin to hyperventilate whenever i must leave KL. life there is a life of solitude (too much solitude even for someone as antisocial as i am). you'd think i would've become accustomed to it by now; this is my what, 5th/6th time returning to the UK? yet like i said, it's like a routine which happens every single time. old habits do die hard.
i can't believe there are only 6 months left of Uni. i have a busy busy couple of months ahead - hopefully abundant in progress and successes. boy do i need it!
x
i arrive in London (which is a much needed buffer before i reach Birmingham) tomorrow evening itself, by when it will have already become pitch dark. i am NOT looking forward to the chill, the snow and frequently falling on my ass because of icy streets. don't get me wrong, snow is beautiful; admired from the comfort of well heated indoors, during snowball fights and snowman making escapades for a couple minutes and when you have the luxury of your own car. not so much when you must brave the ice, walk almost everywhere and are carrying several grocery bags!
such discomforts are exactly why i begin to hyperventilate whenever i must leave KL. life there is a life of solitude (too much solitude even for someone as antisocial as i am). you'd think i would've become accustomed to it by now; this is my what, 5th/6th time returning to the UK? yet like i said, it's like a routine which happens every single time. old habits do die hard.
i can't believe there are only 6 months left of Uni. i have a busy busy couple of months ahead - hopefully abundant in progress and successes. boy do i need it!
x
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