Mr. Pither's Cycling Tour... of Japan.

2nd of June

11:20pm

Hollow Bastion

One day left, and I'm boarding a plane by myself, something I honestly can't ever recall doing. Even in the days of flying to Sydney every month to stay with Dad, I always had Stebing by my side. Leaving Julie, Sorrow and Ripley will be difficult, my anchors to normalcy. But also my islands in the sea of anxiety.

My medication lets me function like a regular person, but it doesn't remove the beast. It just shuts it up so I don't have to listen to its bullshit every day. So the solo flight is a true test of my resolve and and a test of my sobriety. I drank pretty much all the way to London, in the self-medication days.

Eh, I'm not worried about the booze, just about being bored.

3rd of June
4:45pm
Hollow Bastion

Hence my shopping trip today. I have an iPad (courtesy of Big Jed, thanks nigger) loaded with movies, I have magazines, two books, two handheld games consoles with 6 games, and a fleshlight. I may leave that last one at home. The cat seems to be aware that something is happening, but not what, exactly. Sorrow remains blissfully unaware.
Whilst shopping, I ate lunch while seated behind Daryl Braithwaite. I consider this a good omen.
Mum said that I didn't look particularly excited about the upcoming flight. I beg to differ.