Cyclical
London smells exactly the same it did 2 years ago when I first arrived in the country. The mixture of cigarette smoke, exhaust fumes, human activity in all its forms and the general pervasive stench of late September London will probably never go away.
I completely don’t feel like I’m about to start another year of uni in a week and a half. I’m working full days, I’ve got a social calendar bursting with stuff and I should handle some preparation and Students’ Union stuff as well. As long as the year doesn’t start like a rug being pulled from under my feet I think I’ll be fine.