Lack of Internet access stopped me from making seven continuous days worth of blog entries, as I had hoped to. Curse BT!
There seem to be quite a few people at the moment who don’t have a proper home to go to, or at least one where they feel happy. In my case, I’m crashing down at Dave’s for a bit until I can find somewhere else. It’s alright for now, but every day is a reminder that I don’t actually have anywhere that I can think of as home.
I don’t go back to Wales much any more, so I no longer have much of an emotional connection with the place. Conversely I tend to build up quite a big connection with the places I do spend time in, which leaves quite a feeling of emptyness when I have to leave those places. This sucks.
I’m lucky that I have friends who will help me out in such situations, but I can’t keep relying on that. I need to start doing something about the crappy situation I’ve allowed myself to get into and sort my life out. Or at least, my accommodation :-).