It’s been a little bit since the last time I posted. I’ve been mostly just busy with school, but I also keep getting sick, which isn’t very fun. I finally feel good again today, and I had one memory in particular from a day earlier this year in mind, so I wanted to give myself a little exercise and try to write a short story with it. Hopefully this is good! I’m going to need to do some atmospheric introduction first…
As per the schedule, I’m no longer on the tiny island of big dreams. I’ve been drawn back home by the inevitable pull, as happens every few months.
For the first time in several months, I put on a jacket today. Just for the evening, but all day before then, people were asking me why I wasn’t wearing one.
Sometimes, stories just kind of tell themselves.
I’ve gotten most of the urban exploration out of my system over the past weekend and am now beginning to really appreciate the city that I was destined to discover.
The image comes from here.
I’m back at the airport in Boston. Today’s journey already feels a little bit familiar.
After a month off, I think I need to come back here and talk things out on my blog again. I ended up back in Toronto lately and took a nice skyline photo, though.
I’ve been gone for a while. I think I need a real break.
Sometimes it’s really hard to wait for something, especially if you’re in the habit of being a little bit nervous. I think I’ve gone down that path a little bit too far this summer.
Image by: Kuba Bożanowski from Warsaw, Poland, CC BY 2.0, via Wikimedia Commons.
Life is about them. I guess that’s the whole point. Sometimes, even when you know these things, it’s hard to take it to heart — but I think it’s a worthwhile lesson to learn, right?
Image credit: Antonio Tajuelo, CC BY 2.0, via Wikimedia Commons.
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