Oddness. Am off to Berlin soon, if all goes to plan - but things don’t always. I’m expert at looking at possibilities, probabilities and actions but if too many things happen all at once I get so very lost. It’s strange. So I’m being all unpredictable and introverted at the momen even though it achieves the effect of making people worry about me. Which is not the desired effect, irritatingly. There was a time when I used to revel in it, embrace pain because it gave me validity, wish for hurt because then people would care, but that wass a long while ago. Perhaps that’s why mostly I hide from it now. Lots of things on my mind, I’ll probably explain later - but meh. I’m ok, just a bit quiet at the mo...