It's autumn here now, and I took these photos about a week ago, but they look more like winter streets than the usual fiery autumn ones.
I've been busy with life. It's my final year in university and I have a dissertation to research and write as well as a short film project to shoot, alongside many other things life brings. Through one season, I felt like I had gone through several; being really happy for getting something I earned and having wanted really badly then losing it at the last minute. I told myself it was okay, everyone told me it was okay, that these things happen even though I deserve it, but there reached a point where I felt like I'd lost it all. Then I never wanted to talk about it again and decided to focus on what I have to do for now, and so threw myself back into doing my best for uni work, which I reminded myself was what I'd chosen in the beginning anyway.
It's a funny way opportunities work. After I'd gone on with life, someone I knew sent me a message to offer me a job. I took it up and despite it being sometimes less than what I would actually want, the flexibility serves me well. Stepping stones, I tell myself what it is. A stepping stone.
Sometimes I wonder if I'd grown a few more arms, all of which are whirling with their own respective business. I don't know if I'm any good at juggling, but I am willing to do because I need all of these in my life right now.
ps. I haven't been writing much lately, nor have I had the time to read books outside of academic ones, but the academic readings are good and stimulating, and I have been taking so much more photos again so that's nice. I will also have to make time to write to all those people whom I haven't yet replied to.
Hope you are all well.