Just a little bored today, so I have reverted to reading Russell Brands Booky Wook. It's surprised me with the depth of honestly he has placing in the content of this book, I expected a random spattering of eccentric stories and sex-fuels antidotes, but it's a pretty open reflection if his journey throughout to life today, which makes you think about your own life and that has been off limits for me until recently, I figure I might not like what I find out.
Few moments of realisation so far, somethings which I will need to address, not today but soon, looking forward to getting back home, hopefully a more focused person.
Its strange when you look at your actual behaviors, like that I only have realised that I eat certain colored skittles first, and line the rest up in groups according to colour. What is that all about?
Anyway, I'm going to break the trip up by playing some angry birds on my iPhone... X