just wear your sweaters in the winter
Nov. 3rd, 2007 11:32 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Days seem to be flying past me - or maybe lilting past me, as Leicester is actually gorgeously red, yellow and brown right now, sunny and warm and autumn-y. Days seem to disappear into a haze of lectures, books, notes, housemates, Gemma and sleep - and it's so good, I can't believe my life sometimes. Everything seems to have finally settled down; I have fifteen hours of work a week in the sweet shop - and how brilliant is my job? It's a bit hard on the legs (no sitting down *cries*), but people are so nice and my co-workers are very cool and it's a sweet shop - I have nine hours of uni, or ten, if you're counting the American Studies course I've been sneaking on to. Between all that there's laundry to be done, cooking and grocery shopping, bills to be paid and general balancing of economics to make sure I can still go out once or twice a week and occasionally sustain my addiction to books, sweets and smoothies - not to mention shoes and underwear.
Yesterday I was napping in Gemma's bed, with her reading next to me, and her housemate's music coming through the floor, and I was thinking about nothing really and I don't think I've felt so incredibly...content? Peaceful, perhaps, is better, in a while. It was just good and reminded me that, while I do have rough patches, on the whole - this is what I want. This is where I want to be.
Now, if only there were some way to make time slow down.
Yesterday I was napping in Gemma's bed, with her reading next to me, and her housemate's music coming through the floor, and I was thinking about nothing really and I don't think I've felt so incredibly...content? Peaceful, perhaps, is better, in a while. It was just good and reminded me that, while I do have rough patches, on the whole - this is what I want. This is where I want to be.
Now, if only there were some way to make time slow down.