The moment you realize you’ve shifted from sadness to depression is not a pleasant one. Or perhaps what’s worse is being so familiar with depression that you’re aware of the shift and can watch it occur in yourself with an almost expert eye.
On Wednesdays We Wear Pink
Let me preempt this by mentioning that I haven’t slept in… 45 hours… so any lack of coherence that follows can be blamed entirely on that fact.
Another Sickly Summer
But, of course.
Laters, London
As you may or may not know I’m back in Canada now as my UK visa was up this summer. It was really tough to leave, but c’est la vie. Anyway, knowing I’d be leaving for good I spent the last few weeks wandering the city, seeing friends, and eating delicious food!
Brighton: Then & Now
In May Orla and I headed to Brighton for the day and on the train ride down I realized that I hadn’t been there since 2005! And since I recently discovered an old Outlook drive containing a pile of photo albums from a decade ago, here’s a blast from the past:
Okay, so “blast” was overstating it a bit, but, whatever.
Winds In The East
There’s a mist coming in. Like somethin’ is brewin’ and ’bout to begin…
Abstraction
Do you ever get so fed up with the state of the world that all you can think to do is crawl back into bed at 11am and sleep because that’s so much easier than having to think about any of it?
No? Just me.
Phew
I survived my first day at the new job. Now I just need to make it through 4 more before I can sleep off all this emotional and anxious exhaustion. Thank goodness it’s a long weekend!
Sunrise at Primrose Hill
The night before last I couldn’t sleep, so I decided to venture out at 3:30am to catch the sunrise from Primrose Hill. It was already quite light out when I arrived just before 5am:
Southwark Sunset
It has become a weekly tradition that after work on Tuesday Saira and I go on an adventure. Unlike last week, we decided to stay close to home this evening, and went to check out Burgess Park. It was a grey, rainy day, but the storm clouds gave an incredible sunset.
Sloane Square | Being Alive 