Compass
Iim sitting in a scummy internet cafe in Auckland, New Zealand.
I have been travelling for 6 monthes now.
I still find it hard to comprehend the concept of everything i require being in a rucksack i can/attempt to carry on my back.
Macchu Piccu was beautiful. So was Abel Tasmin. However I still think Edinburgh, my home city, is the most beautiful.
Home in a month. Then I shall work in a intelectually lacking job for three monthes.
Then I shall start at Oxford reading Philosophy.
Then After those three years i will be even further confused of what my time here is to be occupied with.
i feel as though I'm just filling in time for some big climax that I'm yet to realise.
I have been travelling for 6 monthes now.
I still find it hard to comprehend the concept of everything i require being in a rucksack i can/attempt to carry on my back.
Macchu Piccu was beautiful. So was Abel Tasmin. However I still think Edinburgh, my home city, is the most beautiful.
Home in a month. Then I shall work in a intelectually lacking job for three monthes.
Then I shall start at Oxford reading Philosophy.
Then After those three years i will be even further confused of what my time here is to be occupied with.
i feel as though I'm just filling in time for some big climax that I'm yet to realise.