Self-fulfilling prophecies and other ways to screw with yourself...

Had to go and say it, didn't I? Guess who can't sleep?

So, I'm awake, I'm bored, and I'm thinking. Not a good combination at this time of... morning. I keep wondering if the only reason I've been doing so well is because of this place. And I'm nervous about coming back. I mean, I know I've started making headway with fixing things with people, but it's easy to do all the way over here, especially when there was the possibility of not coming back. And I know what I'm like when I'm stressed, what me first impulse is. 'S going to be hard, doing this clean.

Ain't nothing for it but to try, tho'.

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I hope Pete's doing all right. He's been gone a far while now...

Light of Day

There should be a rule on this thing about not counting anything anyone writes at 2am.

Thanks for the support - I'm still a bit nervous, but that's to be expected. I ain't chickening out, and I know I have meself a safety net if I need it. One I'm going to use this time, and that's a promise.

Still, its sort of sad, leaving here. This is the first time the magic community (apart from Rom) wanted me to be around. Homily's already tried to talk me into staying a couple of times this morning over breakfast, and even Craig's looking a bit mopey. Between this lot being sad I'm leaving, and you lot being glad I'm coming back, I'm well confused. Never had anyone who wanted me around before.

*grins* 'S a good feeling, tho'.

See you tomorrow. I'm out for a fag in the garden - there's actually a little bit of sun out there.

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Hi honeys, I'm home. *grins*