In lieu of me being able to write coherently, here's something I wrote at the airport yesterday:
Sitting in Terminal 5 at Heathrow. Waiting.
There aren’t really enough words to describe just how tired I am right now. I actually feel like I’ve just come off a boat. I feel like I’m bobbing around despite the fact that I’m sitting perfectly still. Weird. Or maybe I am bobbing. Hmm.
Anyway, safely back in London and been through at least 42 passport checks. I’ve bought actual Cadbury’s chocolate, though I haven’t eaten it yet. Will leave it for the plane. Or not, considering my plans for my final (and fifteenth) flight over the past 12 months are Damien Rice on the iPod and closing my eyes, ignoring everyone.
Mixed feelings today. Obviously exhaustion is winning against every other one right now but I’m also excited and nervous and a bundle of other stuff that I’m not sure how to describe right now.
Stopping now. The combination of bobbing and computer screen isn’t helping at all.
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