For the first time since my 16th birthday, I have no real job to speak of. That's a good 7 years of paying taxes, working stupid hours and having a regular wage slip to rely on.
I've spent too much time on Facebook, stalking people who I used to go to school with. Now i'm starting to regret learning so much about these people. I was happy enough not knowing anything about their lives. Marriage, Babies, Proper jobs.....
For now, I think i'll enjoy living in a sightly grubby, back to back house in a dodgy part of Leeds - with the knowledge that i'm off to Europe in a couple of weeks - no baby sick for me, thanks.
(Photo by Dev Hynes)
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