10/02/2008
Having bolted from my life, friends and family on the South coast, I've found myself in Edinburgh, with no plans or money. Within half an hour of reaching my (hopefully temporary, until I bring myself together and skulk back to Chichester) new home, I've been approached by a homeless man asking for money, to which I found myself able to reply that I'm in an identical situation as him and thus unable to help - this suddenly made everything set in. And yet, only two hours after getting here, I find myself caving in and shelling out 20p so I can access the internet. How long am I going to last? When I go back, will it be because I can't take it, or because I miss the people I knew?
I've always said that The Divine Comedy - Charmed Life described me in a song. It's a little early into my new venture to tell, but I hope I'll still be able to say that in a month's time.