King for a day.

Exchange has thought me the brevity of things.
When you are on exchange, everything has a shelf date.
Everything begins with an end in sight.
Yet in this temporal state of affairs you find the clarity to see things that last beyond now.
You discover the things that are dear to you.
You discover yourself, the self that has been hidden, buried under layers of societal influence.
And you wonder if you have the strength to keep that self afloat when you return home, to keep that self on top of everything else.
Maybe yes, maybe no.
But I take comfort in the fact that there was a brief moment when it was allowed to surface.
When i was king for a day...
And perhaps fool for a lifetime.



*Off to Iceland tomorrow. See you all in a 6 days.