So after a harrowing last post I am back online, back writing. The end of Phase one has been and gone and Phase two is well under way. My world trip beckons, and I am more than willing to comply. I read an interesting phrase in a book (fantasy of course) which made me feel better about my death phobia/ fears. "Living is a risk," I snapped at him. "Every decision, every interaction, every step, every time you get out of bed in the morning, you take a risk. To survive is to know you're taking that risk and to not get out of bed clutching illusions of safety." (Maria V Snyder)...so true. I want to survive. I feel like a fantasy adventurer, I imagine myself being in either a different reality or in the 1600's/1700's going on a quest, an adventure. This makes me feel so much better about going away, I feel like taking a sword and a bow to protect myself from the evil of the world! This week I've said goodbye to my best friends and will soon be saying goodbye to my family. I've packed my bag (it's pretty heavy), i've sorted everything out and I'm ready to go. I never realised how hard it was to pack your life into a pretty small space. I've spoke to Finn, we're both freaking out but happy and excited! London on Tuesday, I might join in a student riot to begin my new adventurous life (not!) Wednesday is the time to fly over to Mumbai, hopefully the predicted tropical cyclone won't cause too much turbulence...
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