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The rain is out, the internet is down, the blog is late and the week of work begins again. 

Being in London has been an exhilarating experience, where days are filled with musicals, plays, cakes, bikes and mystery shopping whilst meeting new friends in coworkers, randoms and friends of friends. The thunder beats out a drum and the rain patters along, accelerating in speed. The work uniform is adorned but the sheepskin slippers stay firmly planted on my feet. The berry tea is brewed and the cake container is investigated.

It’s a lazy Monday in London, but I love it all the same. Today I put myself forward for some amateur and professional musical theatre, I’ve contemplated switching jobs yet again and whether I should wear my rain trousers to work, just in case I get drenched.

I’ve just given my first face-to-face voice lesson since arriving in the UK and think I’ve gained a future friend in my new student (who has a lot of potential as a singer as well). I’ve longed for the internet to seek out other job opportunities, to find some new play to read, and to be my constant companion as it usually is.

I will endeavour to inform you of how my life is going. 

1. It’s exhausting. I haven’t really found my passion since moving, but it’s slowly returning to me. With a few impending auditions, I’ve begun to sing more and more freely at home, leaving me highly anxious about the neighbours, but this too shall pass.
2. It’s even more exhausting. Biking everywhere, having long, heated days at both zorb and the restaurant, I’m a goner. I’ve spent a lot of time crying this week, and I just need to treat myself with more respect while demanding more. My tiredness is a consequence of my hectic lifestyle, yes, but also because I haven’t felt like myself lately. My immediate surroundings are very, very tame in comparison to the bubbly, random but sweet Sal.
3. It’s going to be fine… because it always is, right? It’s quite annoying that even at my lowest points, my body has reminded me that life continues and it can flourish once more. There are reasons to be excited and opportunities to embrace. There are people to face. Lives to change. There’s always a way out… and in.

Update!

I tried to send this off yesterday, but I needed a nap. Turns out I should’ve worn my rain trousers; I was soaked to the bone after the 10 minute bike ride, my (supposedly) rainproof shoes squelching beneath me and my hair looking like a horde of rats’ derrières. It was an interesting evening training a newbie, and gosh, did she have a lot of questions! All in all, though, she was really front-footed, which sometimes was annoying as we ended up not having designated tables and kept switching around, but … whatever will be, will be.

I left the restaurant with a decent amount of tips but am feeling today, as I often do, that no matter how much I work and achieve, I will always be thrown by working in this environment, where it’s normal to deride and degrade each other, and someone like me, who enjoys flouncing around and speaking to others with joy and respect, is seen as some sort of goody-two-shoes with no backbone and high stress levels.

Ciao.