A Scarfie in the Wrong City
It’s always a delight to get mail that’s not from the uni, the bank or something else to do with me not having any money, so there was a big smile when my package from my friend Kirsti finally arrived.
As you can see, the present was a lovely made-by-Kirsti scarf and since it is too warm here for me to use it right now, it is instead being modelled by the lovely Cheer Bear. It also came with a note, part of which read:
Anyway, I thought I’d send you this as a Scarfie at a new uni, I figured you’d need a new scarf! I hope you like the colours - but then again, you did help me pick them out!
I do love the scarf, Kirsti, and I love the colours - although at the time I wasn’t picking them for me! Thank you! It’ll help me colour up my winter wardrobe.
In other news, I am all finished registering with the university, and I start on Monday. I’m already registered with Disability Support Services, too. The anti-depressants have started set in and my concentration has started to come back, and I am sleeping better than I have in years. There is, however, a new diagnosis of PTSD, which is a bummer. But better I know, I guess.
So a whole new adventure starts on Monday. The final years of my degree, hopefully!
Wish me luck!
