Good morning, good afternoon and good evening readers,

For reasons that I am not entirely sure of, but will definitely try to figure out, I have been feeling slightly detached these last few days. Perhaps the differences in the environment and culture are finally dawning upon me, or maybe I just got out of the wrong side of the bed. When living in the UK, you are surrounded by all that you know and you know what you know, you know? When you are removed from that comfort zone, you are thrown into an atmosphere that is unfamiliar to you. All that you know has evaporated and you realise that in reality, you know very little. The only thing that you can anchor yourself with, is the certainty of knowing who you are as an individual. But when you haven’t packed your usual outfits, cannot find the best curl serum and cannot always communicate yourself well because of language barriers, what is left?

You are left with the core of yourself and now have the opportunity to rediscover this part of you in ways that you were never able to before. You wake up every morning with an overwhelming sense of fear in what you are about to discover in yourself and how you react to life. The inner you, that sits deep in your chest is exposed and you have very few of your practiced methods to protect your vulnerability.

Those aspects of myself that I latched onto as part of my identity, are not so prevalent out here and it’s time to be re-born again. Here’s to hoping it isn’t a traumatic birth and that there is lots of gas and air! So, whilst I exist in this upside down and topsy-turvy mood, when I awake every morning, I will play the below song and look out of my window. I hope that some mornings you will join me, in the knowledge that on those down days when all seems gloomy, there are others looking out their window waiting for the rain to stop.

In kindness,
C x