Who you project yourself to be can never be who you are. At least, not in its entirety.

9:10 pm  •

One month, just sayin’.

9:05 pm  •

Recap of the last two months of my life: Boyfriend got back from South Africa. I got back from America. Boyfriend became Ex-Boyfriend. Crying ensued. Finished final essays for Bristol - 4,000 words on Freudian Theory within Sylvia Plath’s Confessional Poetry; 3,000 words on T.S. Eliot Redefining Literary Tradition. No sleep. Then Prague. Beautiful city and visiting with long lost American friends. Then passport pick-pocketed. Then visit to US Embassy and impromptu extra night at Hostel Elf. Then back to Bristol.

Sometimes it feels like I can’t keep up with everything life throws at me. But I always do. Things change so quickly.  But I prefer forward motion to stagnation. I prefer feeling, always. I’m learning every experience is an opportunity for self-growth. My time in Bristol is coming to an end, and I’ve learned so much about the world and about myself. This experience has made me stronger and more self-reliant; it’s made me more aware and I’d like to think a little less naive. Academically and intellectually, I’ve been pushed for the first time in my life. While I was resistant at first, I’m going to miss my small tutorials - the professors I’ve had here are brilliant, and my classmates are truly passionate about what they study. More than anything, this year has given me a direction towards what I think I’d like to do with my life and my career. I’ve found my course.

The rest of my time here will be spent exploring a little more of this corner of the world. On the itinerary for the next six weeks: Edinburgh, Cardiff, Bath, London, Paris, Annecy in the French Alps, Cinque Terre in the Italian Riveria, Rome, Florence, and Venice. Travel really is the best gift you can give yourself - and it’s especially awesome that I’ll be getting to share these experiences with my best friend. She has been my rock during the rough times these past two months - even with 4,000 miles between us. I may not have a social network of hundreds of friends, hanging on every word I throw out on the interweb, but I have a precious few who genuinely love and care for me and my life - and vice versa. And to them, I am eternally grateful.

At the end of the day, it’s still all about love.

8:59 pm  •

8:22 pm  •

allthingseurope:

Mont-St-Michel at night (by thetzar)

One Month!

12:01 pm  •

James Blake - Fall Creek Boys Choir (feat. Bon Iver)

(Source: adropofmilk)

5:49 pm  •

FEMINIST FEELS

(Source: theycontinuetokillme, via girlwhodraws)

4:45 pm  •

2:45 pm  •

The Bubble Conductor (by wayne bremser)

(Source: ferrarisheppard)

2:42 pm  •

allthingseurope:

Bristol, UK (by martinturner)

4:33 pm  •