/lit/ - Literature

>tfw walking around the ancient, highly aesthetic streets of Oxford alone
>tfw chilly and windy and my black cape jacket barely prevents the chilly wind from my sensitive pale skin
>tfw thought about writing an email to my former-hopefully-soon-to-be privately educated (~£36,000 a year fees), Elite, English Rose girlfriend but realized how pathetic that would be
>tfw barely anybody around, only the dregs of the Asian tourist groups, some humble working class (poor) locals and a few fellow students in pairs or small groups
>tfw just walked to Christ Church to appreciate the Harry Potter-esque architecture again
>tfw reminded of sitting in my small working class home as a child and reading Harry Potter alone for hours in utter rapture
>tfw reminded that the University of Oxford is the closest thing to Hogwarts in the real world yet I am miserable here despite resembling Harry Potter somewhat and despite having a similar background
>tfw thanks to the socio-economic pressures of the Muggle world (amongst other things) my qt former-hopefully-soon-to-be posh, refined, intelligent girlfriend decided to date a wealthy, popular, well-adjusted non-psychologically damaged guy instead of me, the rugged but sensitive working class hero
>tfw will return to my room soon to study even more while drinking black coffee, listening to Bill Evans, wearing black cotton trousers and a fresh shirt under a warm jumper and occasionally looking at a reflective surface to appreciate my aesthetic
>tfw feel guilty walking around Oxford at night, and taking pictures makes me feel like I'm no better than the tourist orcs who mill around because of my working class (poor) background

Such is life here at the University of Oxford that every day brings new mental turmoil, new obstacles to overcome, but also new intellectual territories to be conquered and new elite, genetically profound, cream-of-the-crop individuals to get to know and form connections with that will help when working in London and earning twice or three times the national wage by your mid-twenties. Such is life indeed. I hope you afll are doing well this night.