Vietnam was good. I will write about it another time when the words come.

Its quite mad that I must have physical proof that I’m doing good, like files and booklets and detailed plans and sketches. Fighting it doesn’t seem to help, I get this blazing ball of discomfort containing ‘you’re wasting your life/why are you 20 and unaccomplished/BE COOL NOW’ then I have to feed it with more some sort of fast and effective physical proof with a stamp of approval from others. Its like I need non medication for a sickness that doesn’t exist.
I can’t wait to see longbum on Saturday!

Got my Vietnam photos! A first browse brought disappointment but I’m quite exctied now. Tomorrow though, down with the flu. Two days MC woohoo