After a summer of such highs, my return to Leeds hasn’t been as jubilant as usual.
This summer was the first one I’ve had in a long time that I loved nearly every second of. Even when things went wrong, it didn’t even phase me because I was so happy. I was so productive; I worked freelance as a producer, I visited a city I fell in love with, I let myself get close to someone again, I worked a boring job to pay the bills, I went on tour with my friends band, I wrote my screenplay, I danced away many a night.
Coming back to Leeds has been a harsh return to reality. It’s third year which means business. Final year films are a terrifying prospect alongside the other four modules I have to complete this year. There’s drama and politics and unwanted sadness. I need to get out of this rut and back into my summertime mode.
