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A few months ago I sat and thought about what I could write in here, my views on my life. And I wrote them. What a negative ramble of crap I have ever written. Today I look back and think how on earth did I get to that point? Not a lot has changed, I still live, I still work, I still drink, I'm still addicted to shopping in Asda and I still cry a lot but not as much as I used to. I've become addicted to shooting terrorist scum on my xbox 360 and I eat far too many curly wurlys. I no longer hate my job because I managed to get off my lazy ass and find a new one, it's not the greatest job in the world and my salary is nowhere near as big as I want it to be but I get to spend my days doing something that suits my mentality and I'm happy doing it. One day I would like to be self sufficient in a remote farmhouse on the foot of a mountain but not right now. Right now I want to live by the beach and I still want a dog. I will always want to travel to far fetched places. I would still love to surf and will one day play the drums til my heart is content. I dream far too much about what could be and what should have been but I now live for the future and can put my past to rest, where it should be.That's me.
