Today was my first day at Leith School of Art with Matt and I decided to go in by train and taxi.
It was a journey I shall not forget easily. First, the train was incredibly noisy. The wheels, engine noise, and vibrations all jolted me.
Getting out at Waverley was like entering a war zone. The sounds were coming from different directions, traffic, sirens, people, all jumbled and I was not sure where anything was coming from.
I felt extremely vulnerable.
Took a taxi and felt every cobblestone and movement of the vehicle. i felt as though I was being hurled around. Every bone seemed to ache. No muscle tone or strength anywhere.
I got to the school and felt like coming straight home again. Lynsey had very kindly made up a mattress and curtain right at the top of the school. It was necessary!
Two and a half hours of drawing and I HAD to lie down. Sitting was not enough. Such exhaustion.
I lasted the day with breaks to lie down.
The journey home was not quite so bad. Incredibly tired. Noise in head was louder. In bed and asleep by 9pm.
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