Music

Listening to music that I used to listen to back in my academic days, brings back memories. I remember my chair in that weird room. I remember its blue walls, and the bed; made from a stack of three mattresses. And I remember countless hours spent trying to avoid doing any real work! None of that to worry about now, but I slightly miss it.
Life outside the confines of an academic institution is a little harder than I thought. Less liberating. Living for that long in the artificial environment and having everything dictated to me has had its effect on me…..

I guess it’s all a bit of nostalgia! But as N. says, it’s time to move on!