|steering into the bottomless pit
||[Jun. 30th, 2008|11:44 am]
Spinning 45 Ballerina
|||||peter sarstedt-where do you go to (my lovely)||]|
My friend lied, or he overestimated himself, or maybe just underestimated his injury. They wired his jaw shut, and really, he is the one to feel sorry for. I don't know what to do, I feel numb. For months and months inter rail has been there, something to look forward too, and now, just two days before we we're supposed to leave, everything changed.
Should I go by myself? Go on the Buss and be a hippie? (but I get so incredibly car sick...) Maybe if I hitch a ride on the buss to New Castle and then inter rail throughout the U.K. thats always been a dream of mine, and maybe that would be less daunting then eastern Europe on my lonesome. But I don't think so, It would have needed some planning. Aawwww! ...but In all of our lives a little rain must fall:(