Everybody's got to live their life, and God knows I've got to live mine...

Now I'm home, in my temporary home. I'm back in England. I'm freezing my ass to the sound of a dripping faucet. I'm going blind with the glare of a grey sky. I'm sleepy and my throat is dry. But wait, let me tell you of the journey that brought me from there (Brasil, the sacred wonderkind) to here (England, poor blind mice).

( Woo Woo Time Tunnel Taking You & I Back )

Things that make you go HMMMMMM....

One final thing:

I'm a complete moron. The proof: I wrote 20 postcards with such care and dedication... and they are here with me! I didn't mail a single one because I'm duh like that. So I have to mail them back to Brazil and ask my brother to post them.