Travelling got really tiring. I would get home too late in the night and have projects to work on and have to get up really early to make it on time for the lift club. The vampires had gotten to me and sucked the life out. On campus I met a couple. A lesbian couple. I was intrigued by their love for each other and by this point my fantasy that the city would have had romance to offer by now had turned into a fading light. I wasn't meeting that many gay people so nothing much was happening in that department of my life. The girl looked a bit like an Indian version of Buffy the vampire slayer. I just had to start a small conversation or say something...
This then lead to a friendship and eventually I was being offered a room to board. My excitement grew but my main focus was the hand that held the brush. Since love had lied to me I consumed my heart with the love of creativity and with all the battles of not being able to afford things my graphic design studies had already suffered well enough. Being tired on top of all the worries was not helping with the wrought iron gates to the Tertiary education world.
So back in the Hot City and living in a very residential area I began the next chapter of my journey....
from the haunted room, to the haunted house...oh and i forgot to mention that I also moved to another farm town for a short period to do a bit of admin work, to a city apartment and back on the road travelling to and from...to eventually landing a little room in a little residential area.
My time there had some highlighted moments but in my blood I knew it wasn't going to last long....
To Be Continued...
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