My suitcase lies empty. Just over a week to go, and nothing. Nada. No motivation whatsoever.
I have so much to do it is unreal, and yet I am wasting time on menial things instead.
I have started to pack toiletries, and letter-writing paraphernalia, but that is about it so far. The fact is, at this rate, I could be spending the entire time with no music, no technology, no clothing, no Christmas, no friends and no photographs.
I need a serious kick of motivation, a slap of panic and a punch of reality.
