So, this blogging thing appears to be quite addictive.

India, the ultimate adventure. The ultimate fear, for me anyhow. As a known stress-head and control freak, the thought of going to an unknown area/ regions scares me slightly. I went travelling around Europe two years ago and thought nothing of it, it was amazing. I had the time of my life, but this round the world trip is so much more than that. It's a new direction, path of my life that my mind wants to take but is willing to torture me before I actually jump to do it.
Take last night for example... I come home from work at the lovely Folk Cafe Bar, and try to get six hours sleep before my next shift starts. Somehow I manage to torture myself awake at six in the morning after dreaming about being tortured by terrorists (thank the metro, I always dream what I read..), massive killer rats and bombs. This is not normal, I am ultimately aware of this but my brain seems to feel the need to overthink everything. As I have already stated in this blog, I love fantasy books but I can't help feeling that they have become a little bad for me, like a drug addiction for a geek like me. I now fantasise every area of my life... I walk down a pavement and in my head some ninja from like two doors down comes and attacks me or something. It's ridiculous. So anyway, yes, I'm scared about travelling around India. Nowhere else, just India. I'm not even sure how this fear has come about, apart from random people telling me horrific stories about the country. I'm gonna go anyway and make my own experiences but I know, as I'm walking down a street with my lovely boyfriend I'm going to constantly be expecting a horror movie, a carnage, I will be chased by giant killer rats and ninjas and it won't be good, but I'll deal with it and possibly write a great fantasy book...