Tag: september ’18

Dream.

Dream, dream, dream.

Hold onto hope until you burst with it.

Hold on. Hold. On.

There is no path. From here on out, it’s the unknown. It’s your new world.

What’s beyond? Who are you?

A Quarter Century. || 21st of September, 2018

It’s my birthday. Thank you, universe, for deciding to put me on this planet. Thank you, world, for being so endlessly interesting and inspiring.

What’s ahead?

What’s waiting?

What adventures, what mysteries and storms?

I wonder. I’m excited.

Here’s to never growing old and always rising up.

Here’s to youth. Here’s to living.

Nothing quite compares to the feeling of uploading your master’s dissertation to the submission portal of your university.

With this, my master’s degree in the UK ends. A year abroad ends. A year of speaking a foreign language day and night, in personal interaction and professional academia. A year of living in London – and what a city it is, ancient and maddening and incomparably breathtaking. 

Now, I am free from everything for the littlest while. Until the PhD begins. We all need a last break to recharge and focus before we continue our ascent. 

I can’t wait to see what else lies ahead in this world for me.

September won’t change your soul. You will change your own soul, and she will stand behind you, touching her cold-wind-and-whispers fingers to the small of your back, speaking your true name.