Monday, 14 November 2011

It's high time...

And I wish it was. I said once to somebody very special that I enjoy being high up, away from the ground, away from everybody else who just meanders along. I enjoy the ability to look at everything in front of me when I'm above the ground. It makes me feel like I'm apart for a moment.

But the new house has no clear vantage point. It's built in a gully. So even If I did climb a tree then it doesn't work because all I get is the view of the gully sides and other trees.

I don't like my new house. And I want to go home. But I don't get that. Because despite the fact I grew up there, It's not my house anymore.

I want to tell her. But I think that would be inconsiderate. Seeing as she has exams, and so do I. And I don't want her performance in the exams to be lessened. Either by worrying about the question, or by paying more attention to me than her exams. But I want to tell her. I want to get rid of this stupid load off my chest. I want to stop acting a little awkward around her. But then if I tell her and she says no then it will make it more awkward.  I really don't think things through.

No sign off today. It's being changed again.

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