Captured Feelings

My Year of Health and Contemplation

How I Created a Calm Secluded Cabin in the Heart of London

Photo by Rob Wingate on Unsplash

There’s a particular brand of London loneliness that thrives in a crowd, a hollowness that vibrates loudest when your diary is supposedly ‘full.’

For years, that was my main state of being.

I was the queen of motion without meaning, collecting anxieties like they were stamps, perpetually rushing yet arriving nowhere that truly mattered.

My grand escape plan, whispered to myself on frazzled commutes, involved a secluded cabin, deep in the woods, wrapped in a silence so profound I might actually hear my own thoughts again.

But then a wild, almost laughable, thought flickered to life: what if the cabin wasn’t a location, but a state of mind?

What if, instead of running away from London, I could find a way to retreat within it?

The idea felt audacious, almost comical.

Yet, the thought of continuing as I was, a ghost in my own life, felt even more absurd.

So began my great, unglamorous experiment, my ‘cabin in the city’ project.

Introducing… My year of health and contemplation.