* a comedian
To nobody's great surprise (except my own a little bit), I received my couriered passport yesterday morning, not with a tremendously douchey stamp, but with my UK visa. Five years. Multiple entries. Ancestry, working. My name correct, my photo correct, my date of birth correct. No issues to be found. I can't stop looking at …
Continue reading "Some weird thing called getting my life together"
It's been a week, to say the very (very, very, very) least. On Sunday night, I had a stress dream. In it, I received a DHL envelope from the UK Border Agency. I cautiously opened it, and found my passport, not with a visa but with a simple stamp. "You don't deserve to live in …
... it's been an overwhelming week-and-a-bit? Imagine this: you're moving away. You've been teetering at the edge of realization for the past few months, almost having it sink in now and then, aaaand... nope. And you've convinced yourself time and time again that, no, sabotaging all the glorious things you have in the place you've …
Continue reading "progress, progress, progress…! and GOODBYES (pt. 1)"
The waiting makes you crazy. Crazy, and moody, and prone to crying jags. Because you just keep thinking about the things you're about to lose, and how many things could go wrong along the way. "What will I do if I apply for the visa and get declined?" I've wondered aloud once or twice. Because, …
Leslie Ewing-Burgesse* 