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I've never been very into poetry. I guess it helps having even the slimmest interest in it as I must adapt to it in my studies. However, coming from a background of coal miners in North East England, travelling to and from the North East so many times really makes you think and feel things in a poetic fashion.

I am fortunate in a way to have family so far away so as I am able to have an easy get away from home but so much that nowadays, as I prefer the area, the North East of England feels more like home than where I live. Don't be too quick to judge, origin has a lot to do with it. I think I was supposed to grow up there. Instead, I moved away when I was early in my youth and now I am old enough to go back home when I feel sad or happy, all the emotions, I just love it there.

Northumberland will always be special to me and my family. What is the point here? Honestly, I'm on the bus to Northumberland and I'm bored so this acts as a good pass time 👌

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[zedhead]

With each day that passes arises a new opportunity for reflection, education and adaptation. Perhaps those closest to you aren't actually who they intend to be. Maybe your biggest hopes and dreams just... Don't excite you anymore. Life moves on. The generation I am growing up in is crap. We get told everything in life is sunshine and rainbows to the point where being called "stupid" or and "idiot" becomes a deep personal insult. Accusations such as that are what build us up to be stronger, they help develop our characters and places in the world.

About a year ago, I was told that life worked in the way of a pendulum. It'll swing one way and everyone will need constant care and attention and support till eventually it passes in the other direction passing through the same clothing trends, the same collectibles than before.

What is this to say on evolution? Is everything the same? Are we somehow wired up to go through the same styles again and again? I'll leave that discussion for another day. For now, I gotta get to bed. Night guys!

Zed

[zedhead]

Lately, life has turned out to be somewhat hard... Everyone thought 2020 was a shit year and rightfully it was! I, however, were one of the lucky ones who didn't lose someone close to me during the pandemic. It was hard not seeing my family as the majority of the people of whom I am in contact with live in the North East of England around Newcastle where I am from.

Post lockdown one, post lockdown two my Nana passed away. 2021 had just bloomed and by the end of March, her health took a toll on her and put her to rest... I understand this is not an easy topic to express but it in October now, I recently came of my age and it was the first bithday I hadn't received a card through the mail. The first time she hadn't said happy birthday to me.

When speaking to a close friend of mine, he reminded me that with everything that has happened this year, over the past few years, him, all my friends and all my family are help points to tag my mental health.

I don't know if it is the stress of my education or the stress of another devastatingly awful experience but I fully pray to God in hoping that my Nana is now at peace. I hope she is up in heaven, healthy, fit, taking Sheeba and Jake for walks along the beach, having cups of tea with (great) Nana John, that she's proud of all of us who still speak of her in her honour.

I miss my Nana, I still love my Nana and shall never stop.