I’ve become very much a planner and have somehow started stressing myself by trying to find something to do every day (a far cry from my usual whatever happens happens personality). Now I’m trying to ensure i have an activity planned out for the next two days and am even making decisions on meals based on prices to the £0.50 in an effort to save money so i may splurge at intervals.
I really can’t tell if this is due to the come-down after my initial excitement about living in London and having reality set in. There’s a sort of anxiety that looms with knowing my time here is limited and internal pressure to accomplish as much as i can. When they say your personality shifts in your 20s they weren’t kidding. At least this journal is offering me time to reflect and be self-aware.
The momentum from having so many exciting prospects when i first moved here seems to have slowed and now it’s just about cultivating relationships and waiting.
What is easing this anxiety tho is discovering new playlists, enjoying simple coffee shops (discovering Omotesando today), and reading while eating Chinese pastries (for the longest time i couldn’t figure out why even savory pastries have a bit of sweetness to them until i realized it’s the lard they use).
If you’re ever in public and need to loo, you can usually mooch off fast food restaurants.
Brudda i wonder how long in the lab this dude has been absolutely ripping his guitar. It’s like he’s playing two instruments at once with his strokes and sixteenth notes.
