Part 2

Today I returned to London.
It felt almost unfamiliar to be back. I knew where I was going, I knew the names of buildings and streets and my feet walked a similar path, but everything feels different. Time is moving forward and I came back to a living city after a month and found that it had grown and changed. It's a lot colder now, and as I write this, it's actually snowing outside. It made my stomach hurt to know that this city will continue to grow and change when I am no longer in it and I will never be able to recreate these experiences and these memories. I wish I could constantly return to these moments over and over. That's why this blog is so important, I can record thoughts and feelings and events that will soon only be a memory. Coming back, I felt like I was coming to a type of home. It's not really home at all, but it certainly feels like it. I was so excited to see all of my classmates and catch up, which is weird for me because I usually stay away from conversing. I moved up to a swanky new flat complete with our own kitchen, living room, 2 bedrooms and 2 kitchens. I can't breathe it is so incredible and we lucked out big time.
I've been lucking out pretty big over this past semester. Just to recap:
I lived in London for 4 months
I've been to Rome and Greece
I got to room with my life-long friend
I got upgraded into a flat with three other lucky girls
I've learned interactively and more engaged than I have ever been
I saw Benedict Cumberbatch in Hamlet
I saw almost 20 plays
I've met some of the greatest people
I live in the "posh" part of London
I've got 4 months left.
Really the list of how incredibly lucky I have been could go on and on for years, but I will stop there for now. As I begin my second semester in London, I just wanted to repeat how lucky I am and how thankful I am for everything and everyone.

Cheers,
Sarah