08 December 2005
I haven't posted much lately because I've dropped out of my life. I packed up my stuff on Friday and on Monday, I left England. It was a drama filled weekend, complete with tears, hiding in my room, bubble wrap and curry. I doubt I'll even have a job to go back to, if I decide to return. My brain is a mess, confused and muddled as I try to figure out yet again what I want to do with my life.My job in Essex is (and yes, I'm being dramatic) THE WORST I'VE EVER HAD. That includes the summer I worked for the Harpie from Hell. I don't want to face the idea of going back to the mess I've created by leaving without warning. I would love nothing more than to stay in LONDON but I don't know what the options are regarding my work permit, etc. I do know that staying in Essex will push me over the edge into the dark world of COMPLETE INSANITY. I'm nuts enough without any help from yobbos and annoying teens. Prozac can only do so much.
California is quiet and cold. I don't feel rushed to see people, to make the most of every second here. It's nice to just be home, to rest and get my head sorted out.
For Paul Barrett The opinions expressed here are mine and mine alone. Some (not all) names have been changed or omitted to protect the guilty. Celebrating 9 whole years of nonsense! © 2005-2014.
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