Feeling a bit emo. I’ve been thinking I should be blogging about my trip to Vietnam but I can’t. Maybe I’m in some kind of post-holiday funk. Vietnam was beautiful and crazy and overwhelming and chaotic, and it had its ups and downs. When I came back home, the seasons had changed and there was a feeling about that even more had changed but I didn’t know exactly what. I’m still not sure I do.
I started back at uni this week, two weeks after everyone else. I feel like lectures are being given in a language I don’t understand. Just another two more weeks to go and we’re on mid-semester break.
My life feels ridiculous.