Booked my flight didn't I. Moving to London. 

I still need to apply for a visa and pack up the apartment and get through the next 102 days, 22 hours and 7 minutes, but for all intents and purposes this makes it pretty dang official.

Lately I've been taking a bit of time away from the internet to sort my life out, and it's worked quite well, considering I feel a lot more focused, have been happily rearranging my priorities and am actually intentionally doing exercise for the first time in my adult life. I'm very into the idea of being able to do everything at once, but planning an international move/jump into full independence on top of working 40 hours a week, writing, making videos and trying to maintain a level of sanity tends to make the balancing act a bit more difficult. It had reached the point where the idea of opening twitter was making me feel stressed out, and as a person who does not generally experience the sensation of stress that was a pretty clear signal to take a step back and get in touch with my own actual life for a bit.

I've been reading books and going to the gym and throwing out half a wardrobe's worth of clothes in order to make space for my #newlyf, and I do genuinely feel as though I'm rediscovering aspects of myself that I'd neglected or repressed without realising. Seriously, it's amazing what you'll find when you're actually forced to be present in your own life. Says my mother's voice, growing stronger in my subconscious with each passing day.

More on that to come, but for now I have an enormous headache and 7 hours during which to sleep before I have to get up for work so I am going to resume my Houdini once more. I'm very excited to come back properly once I've regrouped, but I don't think that will be for at least another week or so. In any case, I felt like this was an occasion that should be documented. Very excited. Chase ur dreams. Book ur flights. Love ur life. Bring me some panadol. Many grand things to come. 

x0x0x

PS. Exercising though! It makes your entire life so much better! ALL OF IT! Why did no one tell me this?

Everyone told me this.

Everybody did.

Didn't bloody listen though did I.

But I have learned.

I still refuse to run.

Get ur tickets 2 the gun sh0w.

Shoutout 2 Accessorize for providing me with the opportunity for this symbolic use of socks.

Not #spon but well open to it. Hit me up.