apt-get's journal
I find it peculiar how quickly I've started naming that small dorm room `my home`. Studying in another country long-term is usually daunting (even more so when you're in a place with little sunlight), and I am regularly questioned by relatives on whether or not I'm adapting well, but I haven't had a particularly bad case of hometown-sickness yet. (A little bit of winter blues, sure, but that happens even to the best of us.)
I feel a lot more comfortable living alone, in a place I'm entirely responsible for, than having to share my personal space with someone else. Not that I cannot do or enjoy the latter, but after having a taste of solitary housing, it's hard to go back for more than a limited period of time. I feel truly in charge, and that is important to me.
On another note, I had the opportunity to land around twilight at the airport. The view beyond the porthole on such an occasion is quite different from what you usually see during daytime: the usual patchwork of fields dyed in varying shades of green, dimly illuminated by the sunset, becomes more and more uniform as the sun hides behind the horizon.
Small lines between the vertices of this grid suddenly light up: roads, streets, and houses appear. These isolated settlements grow larger and larger as you approach the airport and main urban centers, and by the time dusk would have been expected to wrap the landscape in a somber veil, one's vision is instead greeted by the Megalopolis in all its might.
The twinkling of skyscraper lights past their working hours, without any kind of competitive advantage but for the exhibition of a conglomerate's prestige; the blinding projectors overlooking the landing strip and terminal grounds; and, last but not least, the reassuring rows of runway lights, reminding you that we are currently landing and to please keep your seatbelts on until the plane has completely stopped moving.
Mood Album: Fishmans - Long Season
Last modified: February 24, 2023