Addict...

I don't know when the last month passed. I had been waiting to go home, I went home, came back and now somehow I am back in London with only one month left before Japan. I have too many things to do and it seems impossible to make it. As usually, I probably will. But why do I always need to do impossible? It's like doing things was addictive and I couldn't stop picking more and more things to do. And than I am screwed. So screwed. No time to sleep. No time to eat. No time to have sex. And the long list of thing to be done seems only to get longer and longer with time.

How stupid I was to think it should be the opposite way?

Back to work, back to work, girl!

Three months to go...

Tickets bought. From London to Osaka on the 1st of September, flying back on the 26th of November. My blue bike is to go with me and except of that nothing is planned yet. Time for next update will come when I start to pack. I've no idea what to take with me, nor how to make it fit in side panniers of my bike. Witch I haven't bought yet... but I know they're going to be very pretty with lovely sakura print. Even though there's plenty of time left, I'm already getting excited. I've waited so long for this trip that it seems to be a little bit unreal.

I promised myself to refresh my Japanese, rusted after 6 months of living and travelling in China and never used after. At first it felt like 3 years at uni were irreversibly wasted but now I know it's just a matter of time and hopefully, before I land in Osaka, I'll become fluent again. So, as there is lots to be done, I'm going back to work now. Or, to be more precise, I'm going to have a breakfast first, at this perfect breakfast time of early afternoon.

今ただ待つの事だ!

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