ENTRY N°8: Friday 4th May 2012

The Way. Such a moving film.
Thomas - older, jealous-making brother (At about two in the morning I will remember the correct adjective for jealous-making) is back at the house, visiting for a fortnight. He comes with tales of his adventures and general life plans. I know it's hard to make ends meet and all, but I can't wait until I'm a post-teen screw up.
At least then you have the luxury of choice. Thomas upped and left and walked across France, and then the Camino, because he could and I am so fucking jealous that I can hardly breathe.
I will do it. I will.

DREAMS: I don't know. Oxford would work, it's just I want something more.