The inevitable change

... and how it happens without permission

One of the things I struggled with right after coming home from Glasgow was stillness. I felt like I had changed so much, and everything at home was still very much the same. I marveled at the speed with which I fell back into my old routines, even though I was no longer the same person.

August: Home

It's months since I came home, and I've been holding out on doing this entry as I wasn't even sure I wanted to, but "Glasgow" hasn't ended for me yet, and I am sure it won't. I might be home in my own apartment, in my own bed (yay!), but I still miss Glasgow, a lot. Even more on days when it rains.