this is me.

this is me, sitting at my pc listening to really powerful goa on philosomatika desperate to find myself at the real thing, stomping in the cooling night air and surrounded by mother nature's wonders.

this is me, just out of the shower having scrubbed the square on my chest until it shines in an attempt to remove the glue that has caused me constant and unbearable burning since i got dressed this morning.

this is me, back home from base again, having travelled there in order to write an exam with a pass mark of 77 and coming back with a score of 72 - grateful to the commander for understanding that it wasn't a fair position to put me in and deciding not to impose the standard penalty of closing the weekend on base.

this is me, about to crash for a bit before hitting a 90's party... in theory. i haven't actually made a party in a while.

i've spent six hours of my day travelling uncomfortably, and five on base of which four were post-exam time-wasters.

some of my hair fell out on the way there. i think i may have over-conditioned. or over-stressed.