What makes university life - as an experience? Is it the course - or is it the little things that happen all around, the people you meet, the things they do? Or is it...both...
Today I employed the old card: self-discipline. Work to be done? No stopping until it is done. Two hours later, I break. Repeat, break - walk around, listen to music. Repeat and the end result is a rhythm I enjoy.
But oh - the breaks! Meeting Oliver for supper, tea with Rachel née Naylor, soon to be Stass, bumping into Daniel and everywhere taking the love of God...my joy is as unbounded as the gospel in my doing - as profound as I am unashamed. How lovely...
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