Nowadays it's so rare to have a chance to sit down properly and savor a moment of peace and quiet, to simply be with myself and seek solace in the empty pages of my notebook, while being accompanied by the music of Rachael Yamagata. Already, I feel the heaviness lifting and leaving my bones. But so many distractions are crowding into my mind, threatening to pull me away from this moment, and I have to fight against my worries and unwanted diversions, and force myself to focus on this one thing.
Two weeks into university life and I'm still not quite sure what to make of it. Change has always been disconcerting for me, even more so now that so much is happening all at once, and so quickly too. Things seem to be in a constant state of flux, paradoxical as that may sound. Amidst all this change, it is so easy to get caught up in this whole new life, so much so that I almost begin to forget about this other life I've led, and neglect the people that I've left behind. In the empty moments, sometimes I find myself floundering, feeling so lost. Like something cut adrift, rootless, a piece of tumbleweed drifting along the shore.
I feel like I'm standing on the cusp of something, something so significant and monumental, as I embark on this brand new phase in my life, and honestly, I don't know where all this will lead me.