Author: ldwarren@rollins.edu

It’s been just over a week since I left London, and already I miss it. I miss the bite of the damp cold when I step outside in the morning (here in Florida, the dampness is heavy and hot) and the bustle of the busy streets. I miss the rush of the tube as it…

And it’s almost time to head home. As of today, I have thirteen days left in London. I can’t quite wrap my head around it, and when I try, I dance back and forth erratically between excitement and sadness. I can’t wait to see my family, my friends, Rollins, my pets, the beach…but I dread…

Where to begin? That’s always the question. There’s just so much to tell…enough to fill a journal and a half already in my two months here. Some of what I write is intangible—the thoughts and feelings I have as I walk through my days in London, the invisible ways I feel myself growing— and some…

Where to even begin…. This past month (I can’t believe it’s already been a month!) has been the busiest and the best of my life. I’ve made lifelong friends, learned about and come to love a new city, gained a renewed respect for theater, art, writing, history, and architecture, filled an entire journal with my…

I haven’t slept a full night for about two weeks, my feet have heartbeats, and my legs set up every time I sit for too long. I’m happier than I’ve ever been. No sleep means things to do, things to see. Sore feet means endless adventures. Stiff legs means I’ve gotten enough exercise to work off…