....a place of vulnerability and discovery

{A new journal for a new day.}

Today's been a weird one, i had a day off but alot of stuff to get on with, along with washing and babysitting and food shopping. So at 9.30 i stopped and thought about it. So in poem format, i give you my day....

I ask

you show -

how the angels mark the flow,

dainty dreams, heavy feet 

solid positioning amongst spirits beat.

All i am

within designed glass walls,

is a bright contrast 

sometimes afraid of my call.

What i see

is more than me,

a 9000 pound fishing trip,

to selfish to keep,

pass round the buckets we got our first catch, 

a popular school with money to match. 

On my first day, I heard a lecturer say to a group of freshers; 

"The reason your hear is so that you will leave able to get a well paid job."

I disagree. 

Im doing textiles, there is a slight possibility that i could leave in 3 years and walk into a high paid job at DIOR. That would be an experience! 

I am spending a lot of money to learn these new skills, and if it only benefits me that would be a huge waste!  So my scale on how successful i am, and whether my degree was worth it, will be judged by how many people my new 'skills' and 'creative thinking' has affected in a positive life changing way.

I will not pigeon hole myself now in my first week, as to what career path i shall pursue. However, i shall stand by the statement above.

Have a good weekend, im off to the royal festival hall tomorrow eve to see Ghost Poet & Soap and skin! excited.

Also... me and warren were walking out of M&S in Covent Garden, we opened the door and there was standing Judie Dench! She was so Serene!

xxx