Today is the first day when it smelled like Autumn outside.
It’s a cold, rainy, grey day.

We’re flying to England this evening with the two friends who I was staying with for the last two months.
Two months… I can’t believe time just flew away like that.

Now comes a bit over a week’s worth of buzz and activity with a fair few friends and a convention, and then I’m going to Spain to visit a friend from back from and see if I can catch the last breath of Summer, over there…

I wanted to write a long, heartfelt post about all the things I’ve learned about and thought through during my time here, but there was always something more urgent, something more important, so that’ll have to wait. Or it will just remain unwritten like many other things I was planning on putting here.

Either, today is a day that feels unreal again – my bags are packed, and in 20 minutes we’ll be off to the airport…

171 day passed and still going. Still alive.