Gahhhhh People keep asking me “you alright?”.
it’s a greeting here like how’s it going, or how are you? but it drives me crazy because I’m still not used to it and I keep thinking that people think there is something wrong with me. It feels like random people keep asking me if I’m alright.
I guess when I was depressed I was quietly wishing people would ask me if I was alright but here it’s a shorthand greeting and people look at me funny when I launch in to a description of my day.
Actually I am alright. I’m steadily getting better at negotiating the Tube, I haven’t gotten lost lately and as I start to get back in to a routine London is starting to feel more and more like home. It feels good to have some purpose and this city is growing on me more and more everyday. Work is keeping me very busy, I’m assisting on a great project and although the hours are going to be long and intense the work is amazing and it will place in a solid place to continue my career.
So onwards and upwards and lets have some fun!