The Wobble

After a few days of doing nothing but snowboarding and finding myself slightly unsatisfied I decided I needed to fill my spare time with something productive.  I had chosen to do this adventure alone because I wanted time to myself.  But what the hell for I'm pretty bland by myself!  I wanted time by myself to think.  To be alone with my thoughts.  I love thinking about deep and important things.  So instead of just letting these thoughts bounce around my head aimlessly I decided to write my thoughts down so they could grow and develop.  This turned out to be more dangerous than I had expected.  I wrote for almost 4 hours solidly and uncovered some rather deep and meaningful things I didn't quite realize about myself.  Having already been in quite a depressed mood that I quickly settled on coming home to the U.K asap.  I wasn't excited like I thought I would be about my lonesome adventure and I missed too many people at home.  I was looking at flights and planning where to ditch the van.  Luckily I had some good people back at home with their heads screwed on tighter than me.  Namely Mr Alex Lowe and Miss Charlie Porter set me on the right track again.  I woke up the next morning feeling very positive and ready for anything.  Ready for another day of snowboarding.