Instead of calmly slipping into what has for the last however-many years been the reassuringly finite 'summer holidays', I now find myself standing atop the perpetually clichéd precipice of the beginning of the rest of my life. No more is the few month stint of flitting about haphazardly before returning to the comforting, structured bosom of university; the thrill is both breathtakingly terrifying and refreshingly liberating.
Platitudes aside, my summer as a graduate (as of 22nd July if the treacherous exam season went accordingly) is set to be filled, unsurprisingly, with coffee and cocktails. Unfortunately the making-of, rather than the partaking-of, given the current status of my demoralisingly-overdrawn bank balance. If all goes to plan this should culminate in a beautiful, slow motion running across the beach movie-style reunion with my gorgeous gal palz in Indonesia. Post-uni gap yah, anyone?
However, before then and in the interest of not running before I can walk, I'll start with some simple things that I want to do more of now I don't have to rehearse the Spanish subjunctive or proofread the correct usage of commas in 10,940,482,384 essay footnotes:
1. Write. 2. Read. 3. Draw.
That and maybe perfecting some highly unnecessary but satisfying latte art.
