This weekend is an odd weekend. I'm sitting in the kitchen of my dad's apartment and I have no idea what I'll be doing in the future. Well I do have my ideas and wishes of course, but how to make things into reality? I've been traveling all over with my bags of clothes and my computer, dragging my poor bulldog along as I'm trying to figure my life out. It's horrible and amazing at the same time. Horrible in the way of course that I had to say goodbye and leave, amazing because I get to stand on these little feet of mine and try to fend for myself, which is scary but exactly what I wanted. It will sort itself out soon. Apartments will be looked at, jobs will be applied for and friends will be visited on my travels around the world, because I promise myself to be fearless from now on. Or at least try.