I was lucky enough to be able to travel back to London for a while to connect with family, it was the longest it had ever been that we’d been apart, and returning to London in a post pandemic world was a very different city to what I left behind back in March. In a surprise twist, I had to head back to the states via Jamaica due to travel restrictions… and it was the unexpected detour I’ll cherish forever.
for 15 days, I quarantined by myself in the quiet resort town of Negril. And Negril, well.. it’s paradise. A beautiful part of the island with both gorgeous clifftops and deep turquoise water with coral reefs, to calm peaceful beaches where the water is crystal clear, warm and shallow.. I met wonderful people who all showed me such amazing hospitality. I felt at home in Negril, and being a traveller during the pandemic was a trip.
Change. Evolution. Development. Metamorphosis.
You may have noticed my website has undergone a complete overhaul and that now this site exists for my words, and not my photos. Yes that’s right… I finally have a professional website for my photography work! *cheers*
That means that this little blog right here is getting kicked back into action. A place for me to reflect, talk to you guys (yes- I actually have an audience now – hi!) and just, ya know, try to navigate the intricacies of young adult life while also trying to take over the world and become a boss. Light work.
So what’s the point in all this? It’s obvious that I’m far from perfect- none of us are, right? But by accepting that, I often wonder whether I’m achieving anything. Does accepting you have flaws mean you’re well on your way to a path of self acceptance, confidence and perfect personhood? Well, the short answer is no. The long answer requires a more detailed explanation.
This was first posted on my VSCO journal but I thought it wouldn’t do any harm to post it on here too. I’ve been thinking. About the people I’ve met, the people I’ve loved and the people I’ve lost.
A quote from Booker T. Washington, who if you didn’t know- was a pretty fucking awesome guy. He was born into slavery and yet managed to overcome his oppression and become an extremely powerful African-American leader. He even advised the President, and he spent his life using his political prowess to gain blacks equal social rights. Cool dude. (Thanks Wikipedia)
Do you ever wonder about the passing of time? Sometimes I feel like I’m just floating through life. Tonight I’m thinking about everything I’ve achieved so far. Everything I’ve been through, and every thing I haven’t yet experienced.
This year has been a difficult one.
I was meant to post my Los Angeles travel diaries today, but all night I’ve been stuck. Stuck thinking about the state of the world, the world I live in. And within that, the smaller world I live in, the world of me, my friends, my family- the people I connect with. My Universe.
So. I’m flying to Los Angeles tomorrow. TOMORROW. The adventure begins.
I love this city. I love everything about it. I love who I am spending my time with and I love who I am sharing my experiences with. Sometimes I take it for granted, but I am fat with love.
Feeling better now. I need to be up for work early tomorrow so I’ll make this quick.
Watching Alice in Wonderland to send me off to sleep. Not the cartoon version though, the really trippy newer version. It’s quite weird actually :S