So I had my last day at the animal rescue center until mid-December yesterday - not going to lie, I got emotional saying goodbye to the dogs. Met up with some old trekking buddies, my best mate and her boyfriend (he likes Richard Thompson, 100% approve of him now) and had a cuppa for old times sake to say goodbye. Just managed to finish packing my life up and somehow fitted it in the car, ready for the 8 hour trek to Norwich tomorrow.
Now it’s time for the Fellowship of the Ring, a cwtch with my cats and dog for the last time (I hate hate hate leaving them the most, not having pets in my life sucks ass) and a meal with my family. Can’t believe I’m leaving for four months. Blah.
August 2012
“Starved for affection, terrified of abandonment, I began to wonder if sex was really just an excuse to look deeply into another human being’s eyes.”
—Douglas Coupland, ‘Generation X: Tales for an Accelerated Culture’ (via makedubnotwar)
