By the way the pictures included in this entry have no relevance to what I am writing, but I just enjoy posting pictures of good times with good people.
I'm quickly coming to the realization that my time here is dwindling down to a little under a month. It is incredible to think that merely 4 months ago I had just arrived in this city, big-eyed, lost and excited for the road ahead. I'll admit that I've lost sight of that a few times while here, but it's as though I've managed to realize where I've slipped and I'm right back on track.
The last couple of days I've been like a ping pong ball it seems. I keep going back and forth with whether this experience has been worth while and whether I really do want to come home. There are times when I'm just ready to see sun, beach, and my friends, but then I think "Dru when else will you be living in London like this?" It's a huge debate going on in my head and both sides have such great arguements. I'm at a standstill.
However, the prediction in the horoscope (laught it up) said that I've realized that one of my plans may have not come to fruition. That it was time to just get over it and move on. Not to look back, accept it and don't ask why? The truth is that's pretty much what I've come to realize and that may very well be why I'm agreeing with a stupid prediction of some looney. I'm probably just trying to find aspects of my life that concide with what she is saying. It's a bit eerie though how close she came though. I'm not going to lie.
So what does this mean exactly? I couldn't really say except that when studying abroad you get a whole new perspective for your life. Sounds hoakey and overly analytical, but it's true. For some reason you are drawn to a particular city to "study" and you're thrown into this social environment where you are forced to adapt. You meet fantastic people from all over and learn about eachother's backgrounds and where they come from. You quickly start to realize how great you have it back home, at school and what really means the most.
I put so much effort and so much money into coming here and the last thing I'd want to do is look back and say that my experience has been mediocre. It has all flown by so quickly and it feels like I'm going to wake up from all of this and wish I could go back to bed and continue the dream. Ever have that happen?
The great thing is that for the rest of my life the experiences I've encountered with these people will forever be a part of my life. A chapter in my book if you will. You know when they say that everyone in your life has a purpose for being there and it's your duty to find out what role they are suppose to play? It makes sense here.
It's fantastic to come to an empiphany of sorts in the middle of an experience such as this. Sometimes a few of us need a "WAKE UP!" call from the routines that we so comfortably fall into. It's often best if you can get yourself out of that zone and take the situation for what it is. It's about being where you are, when you're there. Sounds easy enough, but can you honestly say that you practice such a notion? Can you say that every minute of the day that passes you accept the reality that you perceive, that you are aware of your surroundings of the moment and that you are consciously trying to avoid thinking about the past, the future or even attempting to predict what step you'll take next? We lose sight of that sometimes because we are always looking ahead to the next milestone, but what if you're at one of your previously sought after milestones right now? Such as me being in London. It's what I've wanted, I'm here, so why not live it, love it and milk it for what it's worth?
Alright, so I've become some what of a philosophizer. LOL.
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