Sanctuary

Such a sanctuary. I remember sitting outside this church beside the Les Miserable theatre waiting for my brother on a chilly day in London. As my breath turns into smoke, I feel at peace. Not just here. Pretty much everywhere in London I feel at peace. My heart feels incredibly light and at ease, as if not a single care was given and all caution were thrown to the wind. I miss that feeling. 

I haven't been feeling at ease, or happy if you would like to call it, in a while. Things keep cropping up, all the admin things for uni have been driving me up the wall. I haven't even been able to bask in the excitement of going away. All I can think about is payment, visa and accommodation. Such a way to feel so excited about uni, I know. 

So many things to settle/ worry about. Not cool. Really not cool.