Ever think about your life in a “Sliding Doors” kind of way? I do all the time. What would my life be life if I did one tiny thing differently? Where would I be? What would I be doing? Sometimes I just take a moment thinking about the tiny thing I’ve just done and see if it would go somewhere else if I hadn’t done it or done it differently.

For example, what happened if I tripped over in the dark just now sending the lasagne I was warming up all over the kitchen floor? Well, certainly not prattling on about it in my blog, that’s for sure! It’s nice to just have a think about stuff like that, but also highly dangerous. You can get so caught up in your parallel universe that this universe is shit and you wish you had thrown that lasagne on the floor – at least you’d be with a beautiful model in a mansion with your dream job now.

Dreams always work themselves out to better than reality; that’s why they’re dreams. The unreachable. And reality is such. The unknowable. You can’t always predict how something’s going to go or how you’re going to react to certain situations.

I can’t believe that it’s nearly been 6 months since the start of this year and nearly a year since I left university. I kind of want to say uni was a waste of my life, but I think I’ve learnt a lot about many things (not just my chosen subject) and to disregard it as an abomination would be unfair. I’ll be blogging about this in a few weeks, when it is 6 months since I wrote my New Year one. I read that back the other day and I think I was high or something when I wrote it – some things are so out there. It’s the whole “Sliding Doors” thing again. It’s the whole learning thing again. How much someone can change in 6 months…

Anyway, to end I’m going to tell you that I’m:

looking forward to:

• going to Edinburgh next week
• going barning in two weeks
• getting a life
• getting a job I want

And that I’m not looking forward to:

• going to bed
• getting up
• repeating one and two
• going to work

Byes.