I would like to leave this city
This old town don’t smell too pretty and
I can feel the warning signs running around my mind

[Oasis - 'Half A World Away']

I’m taking off for a while. I do this from time-to-time, start something, like the diaries and then get bored – except that I’m not bored of them, I liked doing them at first. I had people telling me that it was where they were getting their news on China. I liked that, although I never wanted to be a correspondent. But China got to me. It became annoying and I became grumpy. With all I’ve been blessed with I am the last person who should be grumpy but I’m getting there. Why? I think because I’m not happy here, but kept convincing myself that through my projects and cush lifestyle that it was all worth it…but it isn’t. Nothing is worth your joyness (that’s for you JJones). So I’m leaving. I mean, I would have had to leave the country anyway to get another visa, the same visa that they’re denying 1/2 of my friends here and thus, forcing them to leave. I might not have gotten one, as the show got me in a little trouble. Which would mean I’m on ‘the list’. Meaning it would be hard to get back in and I’ve got quite a bit going on mid-Sept on. I’ll come back and do my little projects and leave again which is what I should be doing anyway. A little bit of this and a little bit of that. So I’m off. In 2 weeks. I fly into Bangkok and from there will try and get into Burma and then all down and through the parts of SE Asia I haven’t seen ending up in Indonesia. That’s the plan at least. Thank God I have a copy-writing and producing gig I can do from the road or I’d be f*cked. I’m lucky, see. Blessed. No reason to be grumpy. I’ll be gone for about 3 months, so will try and post when I can.