"Life is a lot like jazz, it's best when you improvise." -George Gershwin
DR-DIARY
Day one.
Thrilled, excited, and anxious.
A fresh start, a new beginning.
I am thrilled to be in a new environment, the environment I have always dreamed of.
I am excited to seek more knowledge, knowledge that would make me a better person.
I am anxious to make new friends, friends I could maybe rely on.
To more adventures,
I am as ready as I will ever be.
Day twenty-one.
Confused, lost and hopeless.
A nightmare, a disaster. Take me home, take me home.
The surrounding I am supposed to adapt with, is not how I pictured in my mind.
Swimming in the sea of extraordinary people, self-esteem drowning, trying to float and survive.
No vacant shoulders, unavailable friends.
Hopeless.
Lied to by my own expectations, lost.
Mad.
Day forty-two.
Mindset, remembrance and strength.
A positive mindset to keep me going, struggling to walk through the absurd ordeals.
A colourful soul to keep my sanity, keeping me alive and awake.
Striving, I can do this.
A space for my boggled mind to settle, a medium for my emotions to pour on.
Writing, an act where I find comfort in.
Home. I find home in writing.
A home filled with tranquility and calmness, a setting I want to stay in forever.