It’s gotten cold here in England. Which is an interesting thing this time around because normally I don’t like the cold and the rain and have spent a lot of time avoiding it while I lived in St Louis particularly when it was doing both at the same time. However here I don’t seem to get as cold easily nor the rain bother me. I’m not entirely sure if it’s just because it gets so much colder in St Louis or if it is a shift in my personal body chemistry however one thing that has changed is my level of social interactions which has grown much warmer since leaving.
When I was in the lou, I was left isolated socially, mostly my fault the longer I look at whether due to poor life choices or poor decisions in friends. Social isolation is something that leaves my heart cold, less caring. However here being in a communal living situation I’ve been introduced to the fact of living with lots of people over night. I’ve been living away from my parents for over 10 years and have grown accustom to a wide variety of social living conditions from living in a one bedroom house alone, to living with 5 other guys in a massive house and lots of things in between but none of it was as communal as this is. Everyday I see the same people, 7 of us inc me, share 1 kitchen and 2 bathrooms, and everyday we share the same struggles of acceptance, school work, cultural adjustment, money, and seeking out our place. Living in this close proximity to strangers is both a wonderful and challenging experience that has left me feeling exhilarated and exhausted, loved and hated, apart of a bigger community and isolated depending on the day. Communal living has been a wild ride so far but it’s left me anything but feeling cold.
I have been listening to this album on repeat the last few weeks, Soon It Will Be Cold Enough by Emancipator. I don’t remember how I found it, somewhere through the youtubes. It’s a strange and funny and a little bit sad music experience. I will write about it more in depth at a later point on a Wednesday but it has left me feeling the want for real snow. It’s only rained here. Maybe it’ll snow over winter holiday.