Just a day to go. My bags are packed, my affairs are in order. The past 7 months have been building to this moment. In my head the questions spin; do I have the money? what will i make of it? will i really need 2 meters of electrical cable just in case? My only defence against the constant onslaught of doubt, the permanent questions of my own competence to live by my wits, the incessant chatter of my minds voice worrying about every small thing, the what could have beens, the should have beens and what I need to do, my only defence is to block it out. I have coped only so far because of an innate ability to block out the worry, to say shit happens to the oncoming darkness. One line that
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