Update (Part 3)

I changed my mind again (I told you – it’s the toast-and-butter thing! The toast can’t stick to the butter when the toast is on the floor! wait… no, I meant, the butter… and you might not have seen where I wrote about that in another post before this, so you might not have a clue what I’m talking about, so I’ll just skip to the bit where I tell you what you likely already knew, which is, I’m not always good at sticking to my own plans!). I was going to have separate post for New Year’s, but I don’t know why I would do that now, because it is March… MID-MARCH! (*Edit: End of March now because I took so long about this post*) – plus, I’m getting a bit impatient with the whole catch-up thing and want to start writing from NOW… so January-February-March update is going to be done in fast-forward so I can stop this past-blogging limbo game I’ve accidentally forced upon myself.

…and I just typed out a whole thing and REMOVED IT, partially because of exposure anxiety, partially because of not trying to give into the voice saying YOU HAVE TO WRITE ALL OF THIS STUFF, NOW, and mostly just because I wrote it, read it and thought ‘NOPE’. It feels strange not knowing who I am typing to, and I don’t know if this will make sense, but sometimes feel weirdly protective over my memories and experiences – like they’re going to disappear if I start talking about them, even though they’ve already happened – or that by talking about things irrational things will happen, like…. I don’t know, someone on the other side of the world drops their chocolate milkshake off a cliff, and not only do they lose their milkshake, someone else ends up having a chocolate milkshake land on their head, all because I typed a blog (I don’t know where they found a milkshake when they got to the cliff – unless they brought it with them – and I don’t know how it magically all would manage to land on one person’s head from that height, either). ANYWAY, here are some pictures… studying, gigging, scribbling, wedding-ing – there was a lot of crying, but also a lot of smiling, and gyming, and some bus-adventuring too! It took me 6 months, but I think I’m finally settled.