Driving off into the wild blue..
In Sunday I broke from my own long-standing tradition and held a gathering for myself. And in spite of my anxiety and mis-givings it turned out to be really fun (for me at least). I've put the photos on-line of all the fantastic people who have been populating my life in Christchurch over the last few years.
I then got into the car and drove of into the (literal) sunset and immediately thought "what on earth do I think I'm doing?". I didn't bother answering that question because I also had to decide where I was going and where I was going to stay the night. Hamish Saxton came to the rescue and I'm now very comfortably ensconsed in his wicked apartment in Dunedin.
I spent most of yesterday hanging out and watching TV! I've seen Ricki Lake! I've seen High 5 (Hamish and I both agree that High 5 is compulsory viewing.. hmm)!
Once it stops raining I reckon I'm going to explore Dunedin and visit some people and generally have a relaxed time. The feeling of not having a deadline or plans to work towards is incredibly strange. It's good though. I'm worried someone's going to ask me what I 'do'. Um, not much mate!
