Hi all, on this glum Sydney day I am listless & melancholy. I have this constant thought of Bali creep into my mind. I get an excited flutter in my tummy then realise I have nothing to be excited about
We counted down for 7 months last year and it was excruciating (but very exciting at the same time) - now our count down is at least 12 months - arghhhh. I can't even stalk Jeststar for cheap fares!
I try to appease myself by reading this forum, looking into where we would stay next time, looking over the 600 photo's we took back in March but to no avail. I'm just plain sad : (
Everything I do has a Bali reminder - the hotel soap we took in our shower, the flowers on my toe nails that I have managed to preserve, the suitcase in the spare room still stocked with insect repellent, sunscreen & my lonely planet.
How do we all cope between visits?
Oh so blue : (
* sorry I sound so pathetic - I bet I remove this woeful post because of it's depressing tone!