3gp:https://www.freakcity.net/test/11882460998380_1.3gp The final day of camping. Everything has gone wrong. The sun went down leaving me cooking in the full moon. The warm air vanished so I’m bouncing to keep warm. Personal things conspire to fart in my face once more but that much at least was expected. I need a holiday to get over my holiday, which sucks. So very tired but also fulfilled and happy. I just need sleeep. Sprats for 80p are sizzling away in flour. I am about to eat some and then chill out in the moonlight as we talk beliefs and stuff. Went to the Abbey earlier. Kinda forgot where the leyline was. Watched a duck have a fight with a koi carp. Listened to a man with a ridiculous codpiece talk about the dissolution. Scratched my bites. I miss hugs. I am sad but happy.