Returning

Yes dear readers, I am once again, in the rainy realm of the UK (not that it's particularly rainy at the moment). The trip back on the aeroplane was fairly normal, though I did spend most of it missing Mark and reading The Time Traveler's Wife which I have now actually finished, quite poetically since I began reading it at the airport on the way to Malta. It's a good book, a very good book, thank you Hayley for poking me with it.

Sleep should come naturally tonight, especially considering the cool breeze that is currently caressing my shoulder. The air in the UK is very refreshing after so many long days of hot sun and muggy nights. Sweating was the worst thing about it; all you had to do was stand outside in the sun for more than two minutes (sometimes less) and you'd be sweating. (Ha! You really can tell I'm British, I'm complaining about the weather). Despite my loath of the heat out there, I would say that my visit to Malta was by far the best holiday I've ever had, better than all those with family, and far far better than last year's trip to France.

My main job for tomorrow, of course, is settling back in. I need to sort a few things out before the Thursday as Hayley visits on that day. I need to do a lot of things in the coming month too. I would like to get a substantial amount of the planning for my FYP done too; character studies, plot outlines, and probably a lot more research on certain subjects. I need to read more too, especially around certain bits of the fantasy elements I have chosen to use. All in all, if I can gain the willpower to use this next month constructively I can go back to uni confident that the first meeting with my FYP tutor will go well and that my work will speak for itself in depth and effort. Still, there is a long way to go before I can actually get to that stage.

My FYP is not helped by the fact that I have still got little or no willpower to write. Perhaps my missing Mark can fuel it, but perhaps it will just push me further into the other escapism I'm used to: Guild Wars. It's true that I'd like a pair of Chaos Gloves on my Monk. She has, after all, become my main character in the game, and it seems only fair that I should work as much towards kitting her out with awesomeness as I did with Maive when she was my main.

As well as returning to the UK, to Uni work, and to Guild Wars, I have also returned to my wonderful cuddly duvet. And, since it is getting late, and my Mark is already so deeply asleep, I will bid you goodnight. I have sat silent in the quiet of night long enough and felt his lips cover me in kisses for perhaps a little too long.

Sleep well my dear readers.