January 2011
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I have a choice to make. Neither option is very appealing.
It’s been a weird week. I’m most definitely ready for it to be over and done with, I’m yawning already despite only getting out of bed 9 hours ago. I have itchy feet, a craving to travel and see somewhere new, a need to meet new people and start to feel alive again. I miss who I used to be.
impossible-soul asked: aw man, looking at blogspot were you there tonight? sounds creepy but i always wanna see leeds bloggers out (from afar) just so i can tick them off in my head. either way, hiya.
Reading over old tumblr posts is never really a wise decision. I can feel all of the things I was feeling in those times so vividly and photographs/memories just make it extra bitter sweet because I can’t say ‘oh you remember this?’ because it wouldn’t be appreciated.
I’ve just finished the first draft of my screenplay. Such a relief. Now the editing begins!
I had a dream last night which included a basketball court, people being a lot taller than they are in reality and things that made me sad when I realised it was just a dream. Also some serious drama over a bathroom covered in blood.
Jager dreams, the weirdest!
I’ve been tempted to start using this again to blog because on my proper blog there’s much room for random posts about how much I love cheese or rant about silly things. It probably won’t be regular, just when I need an outlet to shove some stuff that bubbles over in my mind.
I’m back in Leeds now. I think I need to have a fresh start and cut off any loose ends from the...
