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I'll make the journey so sublime,
I know you're not a travelling girl...
- Some nonsense by Scissor Sisters

Only I am a travelling girl of course, so I don't know why I feel this wobbly.

I'm almost all packed. Strange how different it feels this time, case instead of carry-all, contract all ready to rock and roll. Two weeks away, I'll be seeing friends and having such a good time, reunited with

larians for his mum's and sister's birthdays, seeing more friends I hope, getting used to the work and ending up at the Beltane Bash. Like old times maybe. Can't be, can it? No such thing as going back really. I wonder if the London I recall has missed me? We shall see.

It should be like a fab holiday but somewhere in the gritty recesses of my packing head it feels serious and important. Perhaps it is the thought of 14 days away from the kitties, perhaps I am just surprised at the change.

See you in a fortnight, lj world. Try to stay out of trouble - remember what those cops told you;-)

Addendum: Why have I packed 4 pairs of shoes for two weeks?