final thoughts

i'm back for nearly a week now, its nice and i was really ready to come back but in a strange way i feel nearly ready to go again.

its strange waking up in the same place everyday and having to decide what same thing to do and having to use bus passes and mobile phones.

i got used to trusting friends of 10mins strong with all my possessions, safety, thoughts, etc. which has been replaced with not feeling able to express myself to my best friends and people so suprised that i think some different things to before, kinda feels like i've been in a time machine.

its certainly not all bad, i'm really loved here and everythings really easy, i dont have to watch my back, i drop my purse and someone chases me to hand it back to me, i'm a few pence short at the shop and they tell me to bring it next time. the man at the italian delicatesant likes my tan and tales and gives me free sundried tomatoes. my friend automatically starts phoning me again to catch me up on any gossip and i'm no more oblivious than i was before i left.

i love my life but its still evolving, watch this space.