the journey through

I was trying to create a whole new blog for this ______ (I don't know what to call it)... time in my life/transition/whatever because at the moment it defiantly doesn't feel like an adventure - but it was too complicated to I'll just try and write a bit on here.

Though it doesn't feel like it belongs here - because it wasn't planned - this big dark black cloud - in hind sight I saw it coming - making it's presence known - creeping into the corner of the already unsettled sky - it was never meant to get this far - to storm - to pour - to make the sky of my mind go black and the rain drops run down my face as tears. Black cloud you were not welcome here.

But you came. I feel like I let you. I caved. I gave in. You were and are strong BUT maybe it's not as simple as that.

Anxiety. Depression. Transition. Adulthood. Trying to leave your mark. Find your niche. Or as Uni of Otago likes to say to "find your place in the world" which I've discovered does not happen at a university - not exactly - not simplistically - not for me.

black cloud

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Uni Year Three 

Here we go again.
Some things have changed, some things have stayed the same.

Same familiar soundscape of O week. Loudness, chattered excitement, alcohol, freshers.

Different flat - a uni flat.
2 kiwi hosts
4 international students (all from the USA this semester)

5/777 Great King St. (The Lofts)

Different degree - BSc majoring in Neuroscience
A finalist = graduation in December (all going well)

No compulsory course approval

Jemma and I still taking on the world.

2015 Dream