Back at uni. Same old repititions, sometimes feels like I never left.

But I did, and thank god for that.

Because it's always different, I am always different after time and distance makes everything so much more clear.

I'll miss this place when it's over, when this year is over. I'll miss this room, the view, the laughter the quietness and space, this selfish way of living.

Everything slots back into place so easily.

And somehow I find ways of just going with the flow.

outside the gap at 4:49 p.m.

remember where you are | you were so true to yourself, you were true to noone else