The first visitor
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The first visitor has safely made it back home, and I’m sitting in my student room with a slight sense of homesickness and a cold.
E arrived on Wednesday, and I picked her up from the airport in Manchester. On Thursday and Friday, we explored Leeds together—strolling through the shopping district, drinking hot chocolate, visiting shops, wandering around the market, going to Kirkstall Abbey, and checking out the city museum. The weather was cold and windy throughout.
On Saturday, we went to York again—with almost the same program as before. It’s simply a beautiful place.
On Sunday, it was back to Manchester. From the airport, I made my way back to Leeds feeling quite sad. The visit brought on a strong wave of homesickness; the lightness is gone, and I feel like I did during the first days again—lonely. The worsening cold doesn’t help either.
Now, the more intense university period is about to begin. The first essay has to be submitted in two weeks, and after that, they’ll come one after another. So it’s time to work. For today, I’ve set myself the goal of refining the concept for the first essay, so that in theory only the writing itself remains to be done.