I need time off. I mean, some real time off.
I need a proper holiday. Time out, time away. Away doing things that I want to do, not cooking and cleaning...
I look forward to April 2015, when that will finally be possible.
It may still be the same town in Turkey, but I can catch up with friends, see the great outdoors and show the haters and the Boy that I am not broken. Hopefully, I will not hurt too much by that point, but we'll see... One thing's for sure - I won't give a fuck what people think of me. I will go with my head held high, a heart full of forgiveness and a wallet full of my own hard-earned dosh to spend as I please and not how I'm told to.
