Summary of a few days in existence.

Still living in chaos. Still packing shit up. Still finding myself, having taken a really hot shower, searching for the moisturizers only to realise that they're in one of the 20 boxes in our office. Which one? You tell me. I'll just hope my skin will forgive me, when I take that deep soak for an hour in our bathtub.

Also, booked time for the next tattoo. I'm excited! If it's turns out good, it's gonna turn out AWESOME. I'm relying on it, of course, because I went to the same guy that did my tattoos last winter. They're pretty and he's really good. It's gonna be a feast of melancholic dark earth dust-to-dust autumny goodness, with a combination of the three things I love the most. Autumn, archaeology, and colours of nature. Gives me the shivers. The good ones.

Also, growing up. Well, at least getting over my initial petrifying fears of adulthood. It feels nice. Altough, what I've actually gotten myself into is another story. But it's nice to air things a little and realise that your friends had evolved too. It's not something that I had expected, but really, never doubted either.

I understand why people in the past have thought of mystical 

and magical things about the forests. I do too.

Bf and I was out and about around our necks of the woods, and pleasantly found a ancient spring, with the word "sacrificial" attached to it. Of course, we had to roam and see the spring. As instructed on a little information board, the water is fine to drink. It tasted good, actually. I just felt that this is where I belong. And I was with the person I "belong" to. Roaming the world in search of places to experience new things just isn't for me. Not right now. I'm home. And that feels damn good. Now, the only thing that stands in my way at the time, is that damn drivers license. Sigh.