It's been a weird few days since I last wrote. I got myself stranded on Saturday night in the big, bad city and found myself in pretty serious need of rescue. It's interesting actually, to see who I could count on when it came down to it. They say sometimes you need to whisper to see who is listening, and I guess sometimes you need to danger yourself to learn who is really there. I sat up till the early hour of 4.30am on Sunday morning, talking to Joel, who came to my rescue. We talked about everything and anything and that conversation happened to be everything that I wasn't aware I needed.
Which led me to last night, where I had the blow up that I have been waiting to have for the last two years. A lot was said by both myself and J that had been evidently bottled for far too long. Of course we came to the same round about conclusion, but we are now in clean air which makes more difference than i could ever explain to you properly.
In the last 102 hours, I have gained about 10 hours sleep. My emotions are running high and my body fuel is at an all-time low, so I am putting this needy mind to rest and will resume posting tomorrow.
Take care bloggers
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