The first post of the year and it's mid-february. Oh Lordy.
Well, I am having a stunning weekend. I caught a train from work yesterday afternoon and without dwelling on all the events that have taken place since then, I feel like I've come out of a long hibernation.
I met Jenn and Ryan in Bristol this morning, and it was perfect. The sun was beautiful in its light and warmth, I even had to take my coat off once. We walked around the port side of Bristol with the boats (and the exploratory!) and the vast expanses of water, and without laying too finer a point on it I could have cried. I was there with these gorgeous funny people who would drive to Bristol to come and see me and just ramble and wander with me. The weather was so perfect and the scenery so comforting and golden in both hue and memory that actually I found myself longing to live there, longing to throw the towel in as far as Manchester goes and return to... well to what. I guess that's what made me laugh at myself checking out PA/Secretary jobs here, because really, scary dreams and disturbed sleep, cold, catless houses and a dingy job in Longsight dealing with ungrateful patients aside, I have too much that I am not yet willing to give up.
That said, I'm lucky that I can look to this area as my home. The train journey from Chippenham to Bristol on a sunny morning is just stunning, I'd recommend it to anyone. Bath was beautiful, everything was beautiful. I won't be surprised if I end up here you know, my wistfulness at today is still making me well up, and I wonder if it isn't time for me to call time on my student experience.