But not really in a sad way, i've kept myself busy and had lovely texts and messages from people to cheer me up. I'm trying to see it as the calm before the storm anyway, because people are starting to come back to Leeds and I have a few trips lined up for my week off in a couple of weeks, so it's nice I guess to just chill and spend some time relaxing on my own.
Yesterday I went and bought My Sisters Keeper in Waterstones and sat in Starbucks for an inappropriate amount of time just reading and reading. There were times, i'm not gonna lie where I genuinely forgot I was still sat in a cafe. Then I took myself to the Leeds city gallery. I've been dying to see the Damien Hirst stuff for quite a while, so it was great to get a chance to see it. I'm really interested in his pharmacy work, as working in a pharmacy for over 3 weeks made me often wonder about the parallels in art and medicine.
Surprisingly, it was the older artwork that I completely fell in love with though. My absolute favourite was Leon Richet's "Moretz Sleeping Place." The scale of such a lovely painting and then the intriguing depth and general calmness of it was amazing. God, i'm such an art nerd.
Anyway I then came home, made myself a curry and bawled at the X factor and laughed away at Adele, before completely falling asleep ridiculously early for a Saturday night.
Today, I have sat with a coffee and carried on reading My Sisters Keeper for hours. I'm glued! It's so sad, but so beautifully written. My favourite quote so far is:
"Shooting stars are not stars at all. They're just rocks that enter the atmosphere and catch fire under friction. What we wish on when we see one, is only a trail of debris."
I sat and thought about these few sentences for aages. No wonder it takes me ages to read a book. However, i'm over half way through which is well impressive for me!
Anyway, now i'm off to go and pick up my laundry then make an early tea before church.
Laters bitches,
Bx
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