For whoever reads this, apologies for not posting in so long. I have been in London for work, visiting the schools. London. A city I never thought I'd see so soon. Oh life, your twists and turns are what I live for.
London, 2012. Meeting old friends. Warm hugs, cold fronts. Double mattress. Blue door. Metro/tube & people galore. Cherry Jam. Markets and Photos. New girl. Polka dots. Gifts. Stone Hedge. Frozen. New friends. Love at first smile. Spain and black beauties. Heat and pain. Inspiration. Foxes and Squirrels. Ahoy. Tea and scones. Torbay/Torquay. Castles and carriages. Amazing students. Fear and excitement. Saying sorry when I didn't have to. Tears. Realization. Growth. Cat. Onsie. Learning to love the skin I'm in. Getting more comfortable from within. Eating better. Getting over chocolate. Faithful boots. Relentless. Oblivious. Dreamy transcendence. The view from the morning, and view from the afternoon. Everyone to themselves. Changes as quick as a gust of wind. History. History. Love. Money. Money. Money. Confusion. Wicked Laughter. Sleep deprivation. Awkwardness and moving forwardness. All the way to business class baby.
Then I went to Dubai. Opulence. Fakeness. Excitement and Fear. Waiting as the Dubai fountain shows off and beckons. Singing the song below.
London, 2012. Meeting old friends. Warm hugs, cold fronts. Double mattress. Blue door. Metro/tube & people galore. Cherry Jam. Markets and Photos. New girl. Polka dots. Gifts. Stone Hedge. Frozen. New friends. Love at first smile. Spain and black beauties. Heat and pain. Inspiration. Foxes and Squirrels. Ahoy. Tea and scones. Torbay/Torquay. Castles and carriages. Amazing students. Fear and excitement. Saying sorry when I didn't have to. Tears. Realization. Growth. Cat. Onsie. Learning to love the skin I'm in. Getting more comfortable from within. Eating better. Getting over chocolate. Faithful boots. Relentless. Oblivious. Dreamy transcendence. The view from the morning, and view from the afternoon. Everyone to themselves. Changes as quick as a gust of wind. History. History. Love. Money. Money. Money. Confusion. Wicked Laughter. Sleep deprivation. Awkwardness and moving forwardness. All the way to business class baby.
Then I went to Dubai. Opulence. Fakeness. Excitement and Fear. Waiting as the Dubai fountain shows off and beckons. Singing the song below.
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