I can hear the rain falling on the rooftop, and it’s comforting. I’m not at all a rain person, but I love to just lie in bed on a rainy night, knowing that I’m safe and warm in bed with no potential of getting cold or wet. It’s nice.

I’m leaving for the UK in 21 or so hours. It’s strange really, but it hasn’t quite hit me yet. I don’t know if it’s because my flying experiences are so different from most others my age (or any age) or what, but I haven’t yet clicked. I’m sure that’ll happen on the plane (as it always does). I’m really looking forward to this, my first self-funded holiday sans parentals. Here’s to the forthcoming experiences and fun, and to rain on rooftops, joy and simple pleasures.

There’s nothing more important in life than to live, love, and love living.

xx

Advertisement