It's been an interesting week of not very much.

The idea of trying to settle back into what might be considered a normal life, looking and advertising myself all over the place in the hopes of finding some work. All the time wanting to be somewhere else.

But then I've always had problems of wanting to be somewhere else. Trying to find some fun somewhere other than where I am. Certainly things and people come along from time to time but then I get restless. I feel like I need to move on, go somewhere new and effectively start again.

I know what I want to do, just sometimes I don't quite know how to do it.

Maybe I'm just coming down from the last nine months of being in Australia. Part of me doesn't quite want to be here. There are people in Australia I'd rather be with right now, not that England doesn't have anyone.

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