spinning in circles in the dark on my own

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Day 8

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For my wonderful friend.  Tumblr, this person is amazing.

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Next week I have the last deadline of my degree, the last assessment.  It’s taken me until now to recognise that yes, it will happen.  I’m not going to fall apart before then.  I’ve set aside the panic and fear and stress.  The promises to myself I’ve broken don’t matter now.  I have this chance - this one last week - to make all my thoughts and hopes elegant and eloquent.   Now is the time to say that yes, it’s been hard, and I haven’t always been well, but what I want to show is the best I can be.  

To be the self who speaks with measured words and draws out fine ideas.  The self I respect, who deserves recognition, who gets excited by architecture and all its possibilities.  The self who can walk into the review with dignity and sincerity and composure.  

I deserve to give myself that much.

(Source: advnturelife)

Day 7

fly away home

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Excavating my old work and some of my outdoor gear from home, which involves a not-insignificant amount of attic exploration.  

I found my sailing gloves in a filing tray in the study (for obvious reasons).  Still no sign of my spraydeck, though…

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Day 6

trigger warning: maybe ed

yelloworangegreen:

You know it’s real when it’s sunny, you have your iced coffee, there are so many lovely people around you and you still feel like going into a cave to sleep forever.

Day 5

trigger warning: ed/eating patterns

Are you feeling better now?

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