thought i ought to post.
I'm now not-so-patiently waiting to finally leave Brisbane. Yesterday I changed my flight from Brisbane-Hamilton(nz) on the 15th of June, to Brisbane-Christchurch on the 26th of this month.
Iris, one of the loveliest and most genuine friends I have, is up in Brisbane in 4 days. At which point, I leave for Fraser Island with her and her two friends. I get back the day before my flight.
I would be packing, if not for clinging onto my well-worn title of "world's best procrastinator".
I have so much to say. I've not told of any of my travels yet. I apologize. I guess it's finally built up inside of me to a point where i'm no longer going to be able to avoid the sedintary task of sitting in front of an LCD screen, typing away manically for hours on a QWERTY keyboard. But this point is not tonight.
I want sleep. But I can't. I need hugs, and the frustrating thing is I'm so close to getting them, yet so far. Days away is far too long.
That is all.
Iris, one of the loveliest and most genuine friends I have, is up in Brisbane in 4 days. At which point, I leave for Fraser Island with her and her two friends. I get back the day before my flight.
I would be packing, if not for clinging onto my well-worn title of "world's best procrastinator".
I have so much to say. I've not told of any of my travels yet. I apologize. I guess it's finally built up inside of me to a point where i'm no longer going to be able to avoid the sedintary task of sitting in front of an LCD screen, typing away manically for hours on a QWERTY keyboard. But this point is not tonight.
I want sleep. But I can't. I need hugs, and the frustrating thing is I'm so close to getting them, yet so far. Days away is far too long.
That is all.