come back again

uni's starting in a 1.5 week's time and i am still in limbo, therefore maybe it's for the best that things are turning out this way. tomorrow i'll touch a rugby ball for the first time in weeks, gonna do kicking practice at regent's park with rabee, i feel a twinge of betrayal all over, it's true it's horrible i've been sidelining one of the great loves of my life and so maybe i'll have to pay for it soon

but impossible is nothing

as we are all fond of saying nowadays

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last night was easily one of my best london nights ever. ever ever. the trishaw-cycle, club-cab, the strolls in the heart of central london on what must be one of the first autumn nights this year, the sheer happiness.

because in the end we all just really want to be happy, perhaps the ways in which we seek to attain bliss differ

but at the end of the day, memories are all we have left. forget the material.

i've given up a french jersey and mp3 player, and that's saying a lot.