"I Don't Know what I'll Tell My Mum"

It’s 1am on a Thursday night and I believe we’ve all been in this situation.

Just kidding. I know nothing about what you’re thinking. Before I was doing this all night every night, I was sitting in my studio apartment back in Richmond drinking pots of tea watching AuroraMax live. I’m almost so boring that my own mother would be suspicious of me.

But this wasn’t about any of that. It’s about how on earth you actually explain what you’ve seen and experienced to those you care about back home who have no idea. And as always, it was concluded there really cannot be words to this. You just have to experience it.

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