I was once quite lost in maine… now I’m very much found in newcastle… hence the name change.

sometimes I long for those cobble stone streets, those long highways… the reflections off the bay… dunkin donuts runs for cheap iced coffee… things about the summer that are indescribable yet known by everyone who’s experienced them…drinking cheap wine with feet dangling over the bridge…tall grass and blurry photos… things that make summer there summer. i miss it and wish i wasn’t missing it…

I’m getting a flat in London. We had a viewing over break when my mom was here and she’s coming back in June so we can look at more. Hopefully within the next year I’ll have a new home. My own home in England. I couldn’t be happier, I feel so fortunate. 

It’s been an amazing vacation, but I’m ready to get back to Newcastle. Its the closest place I have to home now. I miss my cozy little room and my schedule. I miss my friends; my little adopted city. Visiting my friends and spending time in Italy with my mom has been so great, but after a month of jumping around and living out of a suitcase I’m ready to get back. I just want to do my laundry, cook my own food and get a good nights sleep. Happy but tired. 

back to london this morning. the adventure continues. going to meet my mom and spend three nights in london, then its off to venice. I’ve been having such a great time staying with all my friends, kind of sad that part of the journey is over…see you all in newcastle in two weeks xx

Somethings a miss about America: forever21, the drink selection at gas stations ie. snapple, arizona ice tea… my cat… Whole Foods…not a lot and nothing major but just some little things 

check out my house playlist on youtube for some sick beats… slow burning house and some garage