What can I write really? I've grown to hate August, which is bad considering I am off work for all of it. I was right in my last post however, things have changed little. It's hard to imagine they ever will - still looking back and wondering if I could have done things differently to help, still pissed about the petty little arguments and things that made me annoyed which, when looking back on them, were an absolute joke. Wasting precious time with people you love by being annoyed is just a waste of precious time - which would be my one bit of advice for any poor soul who is actually reading this.
Life is still basically in limbo - playing games, surfing, paddling and skating seem to be the only outlet to get my mind of 'things'. Weird really... Can't face doing stuff we used to do together, which means a lot of old friends now never see or hear from me, which is a source of chagrin. But not one I am brave enough to do anything about really.
So not much to report really...
Life is still basically in limbo - playing games, surfing, paddling and skating seem to be the only outlet to get my mind of 'things'. Weird really... Can't face doing stuff we used to do together, which means a lot of old friends now never see or hear from me, which is a source of chagrin. But not one I am brave enough to do anything about really.
So not much to report really...