Anywhere I lay my head

I woke up in Cambridge yesterday, striding through an elegant green lawn and empty gravel paths. Ten years lay between us. I stumbled alone through this majesty of a town, meandering past mooing cows, fishermen, and vintage bicycles. Everything felt remarkably still and privileged. Despite coming from a semi-rural background, I often forget how tranquil life can be outside of the big urban centres.

I will remember this morning for the rest of my life.

And looking back you I was more malleable at university, more naive, passionate and it’s better to fall in love before you turn twenty-five. Experience forges barriers and excuses. You forget who you really are. Refreshing websites and checking my phone all the time, I wish things could be different. I wish I could be more optimistic and less embarrassing.

But here I am back in London staring out of my bedroom window, pining for the years and chances I will never get back.

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