Although, to be honest, I was cheerful whle I was walking today anyway. It wasn't a particlularly nice day, nor has anything happened that should cheer me up. No.. something else was working on me today.
As I wandered past Tower Hill I was singing a tune to myself, let the uptight suits give me strange looks if they want, I'm not the one that's going to have an ulser by the time I turn thirty. I was thinking that I hadn't felt like this since I was in America. There's of cource a good reason for that.
Occupying my thoughts was Avionne. I'll see her again soon (though not soon enough) and thinking about her cheers me up a lot, as it aways does, but somehow more so today. I know I sometimes sounds as if moving to the USA is the be all and end all, but frankly its not where I go that matters to me.. its who I'm with. Not only does the USA hold Avionne, it has Cherie, Jym, Jyll, Jess, James, and many other people that I've met there, including the indominable Shannon, whos timekeeping may not be perfect (like mine is! hah!) but I'm sure we'll get on well based on our all to short meeting. Not only them, but there are the ones I know and have yet to meet- Brandi, Kim and most of you people out there.
I know Avionne worries that we won't work out, that things won't stay the same between us, that the sun might not come up tomorrow.... I know she does. She worries, thats what she does. I don't, hats what I do - because at the end of the day if t does work out between s what will I have? Memories of the great times, new friends, a new outlook, maybe a new life. At the very worst Ill have to come back here and find work. It could be a lot worse than that.
But if it does work out? Well...
I don't think I need to tell you how great that would be. I hope it does. I mean it to.
I have a good feeling about it.