For the first time in a while I’m coming back to a cold, empty flat. Saw the Jellicle off after getting up at an ungodly hour this morning. It’s been nice to have him around the place, and I’ll miss him a lot. I do agree with him that we probably could live with each other; we know about space which is good. Though I swear he presses the ‘cute’ button too much, nobodies been able to locate it before!
But it did feel unexpectedly good to get back to Kofu and just be walking on my own. This from the girl, one of who’s greatest pleasures as an adolescent, was to get on a bus and go to Grimsby, not because theres particlularly anything great in Grimsby but for the sheer pleasure of walking around with nobody knowing exactly where I was.
He’ll be on a plane still as I’m writing this. I’m envious of his postion in a way, not because I want to go to Lancaster, or fly home but because he’s travelling, he’s going somewhere. He gets to arrive in a place with a couple of bags and get on a train. I’m planning on getting stuck here (suddenly two years seems like forever) and theres so much else left to see. But if we look at it like that I’m planning really on getting stuck in, probably Lancaster, depending. I am going to need to fund the travelling somehow.
I’m sure I’ll think of something.