Sunday, 11 November 2012
Little By Little
This weekend I’ve drunk far too much, managed to take horrible pictures of people who under normal circumstances would be considered attractive, engaged in marathon-like discussions on politics with people I consider my friends. Slowly this is starting to feel like home.
The journey I’ve made this year has been a tough one. I n January I’d never have thought that I’d end up in Bratislava (of all places). I’ve developed as a person, and I’ve tried to actively combat my inner monsters. There is still a long way to go, but the direction is the right one. Maybe this kind of chilling-out was the best thing that could have happened to me at this particular moment – despite the side-effects of drinking too much wine, I feel completely energized.