I've been pretty productive today, which makes a change! Nice to leave Wallow Central for a day and actually get things done. Annie and I had a really nice walk around town and she told me all about her plans for Australia in the new year. It's strange because the last week she has been really sweet and loving towards me. She has been checking up on me and calling every other day for the sake of calling. A part of me believed she was trying to win me back, but after today and the Australia revelation I think it's safe to say that won't be happening, which is probably for the best! I'll be honest, I really don't know what I would have done if Annie had said she wanted me back. My head would scream 'No' but my heart would always be drawing me to her and I've always been one to let my heart rule, which has perhaps got me in trouble in the past!
So that got me thinking even more about travelling. It's a scary coincidence that an hour or so before Annie told me about Australia, I was in the loft clearing out my wardrobes. Today I've been in the mindset again that the things I have in the house are exactly that: things. Stuff. Does any of it really matter? I don't want the fact I have sofas and clothes and bedside tables to stop me from travelling. I mean, 3 black sacks of old clothes that I never wear. Ridiculous. I've been walking round the house thinking to myself "Would I be bothered if I didn't have this or that?" and 95% of my possessions really do not matter. I have personal things, mainly Annie things which I want to keep, such as Prague Tram tickets, holiday tickets, photos etc. But I have my parents for some storage and I'm hoping that by the time I get back from my travelling, Leigh, Conor or even Bethany may have moved out so I could potentially have some back-up accommodation.
Rocky IV is on. My evening is set. I love my life.
"I MUST BREAK YOU".
Apart from travelling talk, I've had a great little FIFA session, I phoned Martin to check up on him after he was hit last night at Casinos. I hate that. Completely unprovoked. It could happen to anyone, and I guess I should count myself lucky I haven't been on the receiving end yet (Touch wood!). So yeah, I think I earned some Bro points on that. You have to look after your Wingman, and in return he will look after you. This is what happens when he goes out without me!
Anyhow, Rocky IV has finished now, which means it's time to return to Orange County. I'm hoping some day soon I'll have something interesting to write as opposed to just writing a diary. I'm thinking of starting to use my Blogger app on my phone more, and start posted shorter, more frequent blog posts when I have a spark of inspiration rather than just rambling at the end of the day when I'm typically running solely on caffeine.
Oh and Aaron came back today. Bloody awesome. Time to stock up on whiskey :)
Luke
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