Stillness

When I moved to Brighton I started taking a pic of the old pier whenever I cycle past it, from the same angle so I can make a cool video of the seasons and ocean changing.

It’s also turns into a really nice moment whenever I do it because the sea and sky are so different everyday and it’s always beautiful. The other day the sun was setting behind the old pier and it was so misty that the horizon was invisible, the sea blended into the sky and everything was like a thick golden pool.

These kind of moments are making me fall in love with Brighton and living by the sea. To be surrounded by beauty gives me this really peaceful feeling, like the world is so much bigger than me. It puts me right in the present because I’m just admiring everything around me, I forget to worry about anything else.

It’s a slow kind of falling in love, which I think is the best kind cos it’s more real and deep. I struggled through winter being in a new city without my usual community, missing the music and dancing from Manchester. But it’s slowly become more familiar here and each time I do something, go somewhere then I feel a bit more involved and like I am part of this city.

I feel it when I’m cycling. When I first arrived I found the roads unfamiliar and the hills hard work but now I am whizzing about and enjoying the hills.

Life has just got really busy recently, all the hours in the day are so full. I’ve come out my winter sadness, started being in the mood to talk to people and I’ve suddenly had lots of opportunities I’ve just said yes to.

Having a full day of lots of different things makes me want to get up earlier so I have enough time for myself as well. I want to start having a moment in the morning for writing. When my head is clear and I’m fresh from my dreams. I was dreaming about collars this morning, sewing collars onto jackets.