Release

    So I just got a text from a good friend and it has made me realise how much I have neglected this little escape of mine. I think life just gets in the way and when that happens, the things that you love to do get sacrificed the most.
    Since I wrote last I have started writing a journal. Although it has been difficult to stick to, it has really helped me to clear my head through pretty much every situation weather it be to relieve pressure, to explore an idea or to record the most amazing day. I have always loved looking back on things whether it be in photographs or short films which I consider invaluable, and the little piece of yourself that a journal gives you is definitely a valued investment of time.
    So update? I am in the midst of exams at the moment and I can safely say that I have never felt stress before now. I think it is the realisation that these two weeks and how I spend my time in them will be a huge factor in the path I take in life it hanging over me but I have my releases. I am going hiking again this weekend and I think that I am going to start posting regularly again. I was searching for something, a new hobby or just something bigger and I think I am making a start.
    Today is a beautiful day!

Looking Back

    Change is inevitable and I want to look back on this time and see that I have made the most of being here, now and building things up and letting other things go because they tear you down. 

          


           I wrote a song about this back in primary school: 

"Isn't it funny how day by day, nothing changes,
But when you look back, everything is different;
because when I look back next time, it'll still see life through my eyes
but maybe then, I'll understand this life"
    

    I haven't thought about that song in years, but I can still remember that it was about a girl, a friends older sister who I had known for a few years and was getting into a lot of trouble and was rebelling against everything that she knew and had grown up with, and I found a picture of all of us a few years before and she looked so untroubled and peaceful, and I hadn't noticed her growing up but all of a sudden, everything had changed for her. 
    She was ashamed of her past and if I have learned anything from her it is to accept the past, and not be ashamed of it. That was who you were then and that was what you wanted. Looking back on it, you may see that it was wrong, but it is your history and if you deny that, what will you learn from?