Now I've left it far too long - almost a month! - and there is too much to say, about Christmas, Japan, presents, pretty things, impressions, photos, and the freedom of being away from here. Instead I am now awake at 7 in the morning due to jetlag, it's slowly getting light outside, and I am seriously considering just staying up because I know that otherwise I'll waste the whole morning sleeping.
I am falling into the same rut again and it's like watching a train wreck in slow motion; am not quite sure what to do, but I see a solution has to be found. How does this place make me as happy as it does with everything but my academic life, I'll never understand.
I will post pictures of Japan soon, I promise. First I need to find the will to start my academic life again. First class of my migration course on Tuesday, maybe it'll help...?
(is this one of those periods which will make me wonder in a couple of years' time, like I do now with my summer at the end of the uni? The one where I was most definitely depressed but I will never know? Should I find out, really? Or am I just being obnoxious?)
Japan, japan. As far so remember, it was the worst travel ever in my life, due some works issues (a lot of time spended away in meeting and brainstorming session) and a bad dark mood. I dislike the common japanish manners, but i love Japan. Strange, uh? (Btw, Baker Street 3xx, for one year, and a office in Regent Street. Kinda weird, isn't it?)