There is something melancholic about it though, the Hockney on the wall. All I am left to behold is the white spray—not the spring of the body, not the goggled boy in a swimming cap. Even the yellow diving board is motionless.
One can take time off simply to do whatever they see fit for themselves, before proceeding with the remainder of their university stint.
Can you fight a force of nature?
There is a thin line between Nihilism and Enlightenment. Jan talks about his experiences navigating this boundary.
Perhaps it is okay to simply acknowledge that I had a good time here, made good memories, learnt important lessons about myself, and developed some nice skills, without having to fit that into a clean narrative arc.