The Woes of Wage Slavery

Why oh why do I feel this despair. For what fate have I begged to be blessed in this abyss? There be any other name to offer, I cannot find it. And to my finality I find it discouraging. Lost as it were, into what is painful and unknown. So lost in this world. What is it to want end but not be offered? persist and continue, with depressing inevitability.

-Written some time ago from a dark place.

Blast From The Past

Below is just a little blast from my past.  The few days prior to me visiting Thailand more than 5 years ago now seems kind of funny.  Following that I went back to Australia to study, then came back to Thailand, which is where I have been living for about a year and a half.  Fascinating where life takes us.  Click the text to go to that part of my archive and read the epic journey I faced when I was so much younger.

An anxious wait

Today has seen a new sense of urgency for my leaving. I only have 3 days until I leave the country and I would really just like to get my journey underway. My room still hasn't been filled yet but I have lost all care for this god-forsaken room. My budget seems to be inline anyway so I just want to get going.I had the pleasure of briefly going out on the town last night. 2 of my house mates and I went to a pub in Brisbane. I am terrible at having a good time when I go out. Always concerned about peoples thoughts and opinions. The night ended after 35 dollars of bear, Macca's and a train home.I put my sudden pessimism down to last night. I'm just not party material at the moment. Maybe my trip will change that. Then again maybe partying isn't really a skill I'm interested in.

I'll keep this short

I have come to a turbulent stage of my life. Things aren't going as planned, and everything is always unpredictable.

I'll keep this short. I need to find some way of inspiring myself to do all the things I want to do.

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