Wine in the gut.
Sitting at my place drinking white wine and eating sushi. I should really try and get to know people around here. I'm beginning to feel only slightly pathetic. I talk to old school mates of mine and a bunch of them are working in the biz and I know that at least one of them will make it big one day, if he starts believing in himself. I'd give him a call, but it's already midnight over in England. Sometimes I feel a bit home sick, but I still know that I did the right thing by leaving and coming here. I just hope my gut is right.