So the time has come to move out! It's times like these that a person truly realises who they're and just how much crap is kept within the realms of their bedroom when it comes to packing up their life and moving it elsewhere...

I truly am an emotionally clingy person who holds onto every memory as if it were my last. And I wouldn't change me for the world . It's over these summer months that I have come to realise who I am as a person and who I was before, I truly can say that at the moment, I like who I am...Good Times!!!

This coming Friday, a countdown of precisely 6 days, I take my memories up with me to Cardiff to start what could be the next best three years of my life. I just wish that the special someone in my life could come along and enjoy the experiences with me, something else I've had to come to grips with very quickly.

Unfortunatly I can't see this sticking however much I want it too...the mind does this you see...it takes something perfect and makes you question why it is so until you become so insecure that you question what you have and what it could become to the point where you have no choice but to admit that actually...this never was perfect and never will be. Even if it was perfect all along.

Realism. What a bugger.

Though it also makes me question. Would I rather be happy in my career or love life right now? Because one of them always goes right where the other falls. My answer? As stupid as it may sound to those that are in love with the concept of security and success or just realism... (lol) ...

I would drop everything right now if he asked me too for the sake of some time spent with him, even if the feeling has a possibility of not being mutual anymore. Love does funny things to a person.

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