after nearly of month or relative solitude and flux, i finally found my footing again. much to do getting ready for school to begin, a lot of hurrying to wait but today felt, for the first time in a long time, real and right.
the sky felt low in london today, clouds hung near the tops of buildings and swirled slowly, but it's just the way i like it. london is not tall; it does not need lofty, sparse shy clouds to show its beauty. london is old and wide and winding and full of small wonders. the clouds lingered and capped the sky today and it felt as if this city was painted just for me.
today's agenda included school enrollment, and i met a few raucous friends from my program. it seems that we may all be a bunch of angsty, ornery people needing change. i felt the initial hummings of being a part of something again, and i cannot wait to feel it more and more every day.
here's to more painted skies, inspiring partners in crime and chance encounters...
