Ode to England

Hi, 

I pray the gods continue to keep you well as they continue to with me. I am now 29 years old, and honestly, I couldn't ask for more (I could).  Maybe it is growing old, maybe it is counting my blessings, and maybe it is having relatively few problems, which are of small significance anyway, or maybe it is just the acknowledgement that this is what will be for a while why as forces try balance the scales, but I feel so grateful. I feel so loved the earth, I feel okay, I feel safe and hopeful and just I guess present. This is where I am at the moment; I love it. I am grateful my fate, how beautiful my life. 

Yesterday, I had my first successful lumbar puncture!! In a 3-week-old baby. The good Lord knows I needed that. Basically, an esteemed neurosurgeon.

Today, I am in Godalming (Guildford), and my God, I love Surrey! I enjoyed the drive here; I love the English countryside. It is so green, so blue, so wet, so spacious. The overpriced coffee, the rich moms, the handsome fit dads on their expensive bikes—so hot—the driveways, the crisp freshness of the air. I am here for poverty reasons ofc ( my car - love her still), and in the morning, I ached a lot when I thought, 'I will never reach this level of wealth, inherited or acquired, always gonna be in steerage and conflicted about whether to add a checked-in luggage or not... BUUUUUUTTTT whatever, at least I got to witness. My eyes got to see the beauty. 

In the same spirit, I will not begrudge it when it is time to leave the UK. I have loved and lived and seen beauty and grown and and... I guess I am just happy at the moment. 

Update:

1. I haven't started running yet, not a single km. 

2. My road to £5k, adjusted for inflation or whatever that means, is at £1050. Despise not the days of humble beginnings. 

3. I wrote one exam, and we all know I failed it soo, 3 to go. 

4. I have been seeing my friends more, and that is a barakah. Speaking of The Prophet, my colleague had her evening prayer in our office (basically in the same room) while I was tidying up some admin, and well, I felt so blessed. May Ramadan also bring peace and joy to you and yours. 

5. The economy is bad, man. I am, more or less, not really, but I feel as if I am rationing. I am rationing things I don't care about ( food, clothes, rent, car) and amping on things I love—fun. This is all I have in this world of sin. 

Anyway, while I wait for the car, let me study. (I may not have a car to go home with, lol. They are funny like that, the gods.)

Keep well. x

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