Beside the Sea

I am procrastinating still. I am supposed to be applying for my Russia Visa and I still haven't really done anything. It is seven in the evening on a Sunday, I have been non stop all weekend, and I know I won't feel relaxed until it is out of the way. I know I am dragging my heals on this and it is going to cost me extra money as a consequence. Such is life. It was more important that I actually moved to Worthing and escaped living with well, things I have detailed enough of on twitter. And on that front things are fine. I seem to be suffering a little sadness probably from encountering a lot of life changes in a short amount of time. People are moving on and I am feeling a bit left behind here on the south coast, but I am sure things will be alright and I will start to make new friends. I have so many interests to throw myself into it is all very overwhelming. I have to find a new touch rugby club, a new martial arts club, and a new gym. I haven't had much time for wr...

Here I am again. Post the drama of what was supposed to be a quiet episode in the country, I have rejoined civilisation, and I have moved my Queendom to a small flat in Worthing. Worthing. I wouldn't say it was my first choice for a town to live, but perhaps that is because, like many seaside towns, the best part is the seaside. I am exhausted, I can't believe I even have the focus to write any of this. This is too hot work to last long.  I have a Russian Visa to somehow work out this week. I don't think I am going to make it in time for the 21st of April but I will try. I will probably have to do the paperwork Wednesday and then beg work for a day to go to London. Yesterday I made the epic journey down here, having packed all my things and moved all my boxes pretty much on my own. I hired a man with a van and just got out of Steyning. It now feels a million miles away, all the problems, all the drama, and the cat. Everything here is super chilled out. My flatmate is...