'I'm so touched by your goodness, you make me feel so criminal'

Waiting at the station again. This is what my blog has become, a place where I write my thoughts to reflect and unload whilst in a state of waiting. I guess that's what we're all doing...just waiting for the next day and the next, until we eventually die.

That's very bleak, I know. This whole couple of days has opened me up to a world of darkness. I just don't know what I should do next, I really don't. 

I'm venturing home again for a couple of days to apply to jobs and keep myself busy and see my friend too and maybe share my worries and fears...mainly for what I've become. I think I just need to throw myself into work and see where it takes me. Not make any rash decisions at the moment and just think things through...