The final night in Melbourne and I guess there isn't a lot to add. You've no doubt seen my lovely tear filled video from below so I guess on top of that there isn't anything extra to really add.

I slept basically all day then got up, showered, went and had Maccas (again) and now sit here on the couch watching James Bond movies that are on TV (For Your Eyes Only and the horrible Moonraker that was on before) and waiting for the F1 to start. I also spent a bit of time looking at some flights for some forward planning but that didn't really do anything for me except make me sadder, especially when it came to certain dates.

I guess now it's a case of trying to get a few hours sleep after the F1 for a 4am wake up in the hope I'll make it to the airport on time. And somehow just plug along and get through another day, no matter how hard it is. It's just not getting any better and actually seemingly getting worse. But hey, nothing I can do right? So I at least hearing anyways.

I digress. Enough typing. Let's move on and see how depressed I'll be tomorrow.