Thursday, May 1, 2008

It's over.

Even though I haven't changed back my clocks, it's only morning time here, and I'm just finishing up my tea and catching up on the news. Unfortunately, not my sleep.

I can't believe how quickly my time flew in London. Welcomed by a brisk January chill, I left in the sweet rainy spring as the magnolia trees bloomed. I feel so much like I did when my plane landed at Heathrow--uncertain and nervous. Only now I'm not greeted by the thrill of an unknown city; I'm greeted by the comfort of familiarity and Mom's blueberry coffee cake.

I've been lucky enough to meet the most wonderful people and even luckier to call them my good friends. It was they who made me feel so much at home in a place 3,000 miles away from where I considered mine to exist. I know it doesn't do any good to dwell, but if I had the chance to do it all over again, I would--and I wouldn't change a thing.

Andrew's mum told me on my last night, "It's time for the next chapter in the journey." I'm excited to see what happens and to have more than a bit of funs along the way.

1 comment:

Ray de Mesa said...

blueberry coffee cake? sounds magical.

dwell on, shuga. dwell on.

also: welcome back.