What odd weather we’re experiencing in London right now. Days of torrential rain followed by sunny Autumnal temperatures and then the odd 3°C morning. I bought a mini hot water bottle and started taking it to the library. Desperate student measures. Other than shivering at university, I’ve become slightly obsessed with Speakeasy Espresso Bar and their cakes from Dee Light Bakery (the ginger cake is heavenly), the Berry Om smoothie at Retreat Café, eating raw and, as always, matcha lattes at Curators Coffee. Oh, and the café au lait at Monmouth Coffee is perfection. Do you have any favourite London spots?
It’s been a month of self-reflection, maybe because the year is drawing to a close. Sometimes I worry that as my relationship with my library card heats up (the romance!), my real relationships fizzle out. In reality, those 25 minutes a day with a slice of cake and a coffee and/or the 1h15 in yoga are, at least 6 days a week, the only time off I allow myself, so maintaining relationships is a challenge. Fortunately, the people I love are right here supporting my life choices.
I’ve been struggling to find balance between what I want to do (school, yoga & photography) and what I think I should be doing (socialising, travelling & blogging). A couple of weeks ago, I received an invitation for an event I really wanted to go, but I had an essay due and it was at the exact same time as my favourite yoga class. It sounds silly now, but I felt torn. I always miss these events; it would be fun and something I could share on my blog. Around the same time, I received an email from a friend who talked about detoxing her life and finding time for the things which are important to her. She wrote “No is my new mantra”. Honestly, I cried. It was such a relief to read those words from someone I deeply respect, and somewhat of a light bulb moment: this is my life. It’s okay to say no. I went to yoga, slept like a baby and was up and waiting outside the library at opening time. Happiness!
I suppose my blog has changed as my life and interests have. I used to be interested in (and blog about) fashion, models and more glossy, superficial things. Perhaps it’s a natural evolution with age and life experience but these things don’t interest me any more. Okay, so I can still appreciate a beautiful image and share it on Pinterest but I have no desire to blog about it, buy a fashion magazine or even have a clue about most famous people. An interesting observation is that as I lost interest in fashion, these “friends” lost interest in me. Fascinating. I suppose this is natural though, right? Of late, I tend to gravitate more towards people who are focused on academic progression. We’re all seeking allies in life, after all. Well, I’ve had a real opportunity to reflect upon my understanding of the word ‘friendship’. It’s been an interesting month of social interactions: some deeply upsetting observations of friendships that never were and some new, wonderful interactions oozing with potential. Life is full of highs and lows, but what have I realised is that if you have enough highs, the lows are nothing more than a momentary blip. And if you really cannot get over it, go to yoga!
Okay, so this was unexpectedly therapeutic! Keeping with the theme, yoga calls…