It is well

I have booked my flight home.

one.way.ticket.

29 September, the end of September.

I'm feeling emotional. Sad to leave, slightly tired of the thought of re-starting everything, but excited nonetheless about GREAT THINGS - I don't know what they are yet.

SIGH. Would like some soothing music please....

my brain's spouting poetry at me!!

I seem to fancy boys from another country
Maybe it's my way of escape from reality

I used to flurry about in a hurry
But now I take a chill pill and say "don't worry"

Life's too short to fret and whine
Just get over yourself and it'll all be fine

Smile when you're down
Cry when no one's around
Laugh when you don't feel like it
Burp when you've had too much to eat

Written in a moment of senseless amusement...*giggle giggle chuckle hee*

I can't remember who (or what) I was thinking about when I wrote this

We live in parallel worlds
Pushing forwards in the same direction
But never making that connection
Where dreams and chance become one
And a greater river we become.

Crashing churning swirling gurgling
Over rocks and sand and seas we dance.
On this path called "life"
Floating on hope
That someday the magic will sweep us away.

Circa 2007. From a page in a notebook of random stuff.
Found whilst I was doing a big cleanup.