The question is. Why am I here, when I have like thousand things to do and achieve within a week. Not even kidding. Next week, it is going to be brutal. I have a final 8 min presentation due next monday, for which I haven't even prepared the slides, have two final quizzes which I cannot afford to mess up, have to write a response paper, and before that I have to select two articles and also, I have to write one final article. Then oh I have also another presentation to prepare for in the midst of this. Then, FINALS. The pressure is on! Damn. I don't know why I am telling you all this, seriously. I have been telling myself since I got home from uni- "You need to get started!" But I haven't started yet at all...It's just so much!
Hi B, Season is changing. The hard days are almost over. The city I live in has turned so beautiful, I get overwhelmed by the beauty. Tulips are in. Cherry blossoms are blossoming. Magnolia, Beautiful white flowers, name unknown to me. Taking a walk out feels like a celebration of life. It feels like I'm falling in love with the city. I remember when I first moved here 2 years ago, the excitement and the crippling anxiety of starting a new life from scratch. Now, after 2 years, I feel a warmth and love for the place. I don't know if I would feel the same when the winter comes though. Seasonal depression is no joke. My new mantra for life now is to chill. Praise the nature and find pretty little corners in the city. Write poems. Paint, maybe. Seek positivity. Love. Be kind to self. No rush. Read books. Just flow.
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