Hello again.

Hey there,

It’s been a while, hasn’t it?

A lot has happened since I took my break, and I thought amongst the chaos I’d use blogging as some way of gaining some kind of stability. Amongst all the raucous and mayhem, here is a place of escape; a metaphorical refuge of my own creation. Here, at least, I feel stable; free to speak my mind without restrictions, both physical (especially with Covid-19 on the prowl) and mental.

So here I am, back from months of isolation from this site, writing in a period of self-isolation itself: ironic.

So, how are you all? I hope you’re all at least surviving through these murky times, even if you are just managing to tread water, you’ve made it this far and that’s what counts; we all need to have hope that together we can get through this; that this too, shall pass like water under a bridge.

As for myself, I’m also just as unstable as anyone else at the moment. I’m not worried about the virus as such (not for myself, as I am for my grandparents), but the consequences of it. My uni has shut down, and it’s uncertain how we’re going to continue, the supermarkets are constantly understocked and rammed with panic-buyers, meaning I have little food and am down to my last toilet roll (but I’d rather the elderly and sick get that before me), and my mum is panicking me by pleading me to come home before I’m stranded at uni, despite me being urged to stay and self-isolate. To be honest, I feel like I’m being pulled in so many directions I don’t know where to turn.

Furthermore, I can no longer meet my friends for their birthdays this week, for our own safety. Which, although it’s necessary, kinda sucks as we’d planned it for months and now I don’t know when I’ll see them next. I know it’s all for the greater good, but it’s still poopy.

Hence why I’m back on here; I figured I needed a good ol’fashioned British rant to get a few things off my chest before I tried to make a plan. Plus, I have so little followers (not that I don’t love you all) that I doubt anyone would bother reading this (far), so, if you do, I am very grateful.

Anyway, sorry for the melancholy, but the world is a bit wonky at the moment and I needed an outlet before I burst my emotional banks.

Moving away from all this hullabaloo,I hope to be writing more on here, now that I don’t have a physical uni to attend, so hopefully, that should be nice.

Thank you very much for reading this emotional-dump of a post if you got this far; I appreciate your support.

I’d love to hear what you guys all think of this as well. Is it as morose for you as it is for me, or am I just being dramatic, as always. I think, probably a mixture of both. 😊

One again, hope you guys aren’t doing too badly, despite the circumstances.

Remember to wash your hands, and stay safe, as always, my peeps.

Love

Clara.