you know, it just struck me that i really want to go home.
i don’t want to be a whiney little bitch, but i really want to go home. the one thing that i find some comfort in is that this is the last time that i will ever do a trip like this, meaning this is the last time that i will spend 5 months going without sleep and being in a different time-zone every day.
i’m not complaining, really. cos who in their right mind would feel sorry for me? ‘oh, boo-hoo-hoo, poor little popstar travelling around the world and being forced to talk about himself.’
so i’m not complaining, just saying that i’m ready to go home.
thanks for listening, and sorry if i sound like a whiney little bitch.
moby
p.s-the reason that i write ‘whiney little bitch’ is cos it reminds me of southpark.
and every time i’m reminded of southpark i laugh.
that’s good, right?