Listening to: Stay with me-Dj Ironik
Reading: Poetry from good friends and compadres' pages
Eating: can't eat, too tense
Can I just say the mood icon is a f*cking understatement. So I have packed the things on the kit list, trained for it, read through past accounts, brushed up on my Arabic-French and looked up the route endless times. I am still bloody terrified though. I am going to the Sahara for ten days, yes I am scared, k? this may sound really childish but it is actually the longest I will have been away from home and the farthest (look I'm 15 and don't go to boarding school). It is not the kind of cold-blooded bowl-evacuating terror of a really good horror movie at 2am in pitch black, or the sudden sphincter-tightening shock of being fired upon by someone who you can't see, nor is it the sickening worry over an issue. This is just flashes, I am always thinking about it and every so often it hits me that in a few days I will be in the Sahara desert and I stop for a moment in thought and then continue. It grows on me and keeps growing and slowly frightening me. Mainly I'm worried about my mum being totally terrified (she already is now, so wtf will she be like later?).
So normally I would do a long entry with a paragraph per person and give each of my main watchers an intro and a thank you but here's the thing, firstly there's always one sod who never comments or thanks you and I don't really want to be pissed off on my last few nights so I am just gonna say thank you to all my watchers, to Chen Beard (Captain, Sir!) to Aisuru the wolf, (my first profile picture was a wolf, man after my own heart) To Elsie, one of my oldest and best friends, To Relic-Angel and Don't-Confess for both being incredibly fantastic people, to all my comrades who watch me, to all the crew of the Sangue-Padre, I want to say thank you.
And sorry. For starting this Saturday at 12:00 I will be offline for 10 days, so I won't be able to comment or reply or thank so if you do put out work and think "Hmm, where's George's customary comment?" It's in the desert, unborn and unwritten, likewise if you note me no reply will be forthcoming till I get back on Easter Monday. This is being put up in advance so you all know.
Maybe I will tip 2000 views while I am there, that would be weird, being away from that.
Well in one hour I'll be going off to the desert and England, in true English fashion, has decided to show me what I am missing and put out a glorious day, sun's shining, birds are singing, spring is coming. Yet I am off to the bloody Sahara, off to adventure,
So intrepid DA explorer who reads this, goodbye, thanks for reading!
I should probably say something.....profound.....to remember me by, so if these are gonna be my last words to my watchers and comrades they can only be one thing, of course,
Stay Safe, Comrades, *bolt slams shut*