Foggy

I remember reading Gazza’s book. When he got a yellow card against Germany it meant he would not be able to play in the final. While this was no doubt upsetting to Gazza, it wasn’t just this fact that got to him. The lifestyle he and his team-mates had enjoyed was coming to a crashing end. He would soon be back in England facing all the old problems.
I can really understand his emotion there. A few times in my life something has come along that I have really enjoyed. A change in lifestyle occurs briefly but I fall in love with it.
Like I did those 3 days. Friday, Saturday and Sunday.
Part of me is free and the other part is trapped. At least it is not 6 years ago when I knew I wouldn’t be going anywhere soon but….
Ya know what I’m praying for? An invite from Tina to go somewhere…soon
I feel at a bit of a loss now.
I’ve kind of discovered the potential enjoyment of life. I know the people I get on well with, the people I want in my life.
If the weekend would have been crap…what kind of mood would I have been in now? It would have been pretty bad because there wasn’t much out there. All that existed was this city, my workplace, the same negative people.
I don’t want to end this entry negatively though. I tell you, my spirit and faith has been re-ignited completely, it just depends what’s going to happen next.