Brighton is pretty. Especially now as the leaves are turning. I've been busy as usual and it's frankly hard to imagine that I've been here for a month already. Kind of nuts really. Only eleven more of those and I'll be returning to the States. Whether I'm returning as an abject failure or not doesn't really matter. America doesn't judge on such transient means, no, America knows that I was born there and thus deserve to be there. I'll be handed a cheeseburger, lose the ability to move the left side of my body, and I'll know I'm home. Am Happy. You and me both Mr. Hopkins, you and me both.
Hmm...that started well. Try again. I'm busily trying to research and come up with grand essay ideas for a couple of my classes. We have pretty much free reign to decide what interests us, and then we can pursue that. Which, is pretty f-ing awesome. Full steam ahead.
Anyway, for captions. Leaves changing on campus. Some of the shops around Brighton. The white cliffs surrounding Brighton Marina. View of campus from atop the hill I can see from my room.
Which reminds me, why did you come back the first time?
ReplyDeleteYeah sure, it's pretty, but thank god you have a starbucks ;)
ReplyDeleteWe should have your ticket figured out Monday. and this week I'll write you a real email -- promise.