Circus

1. This is my last day before things start properly, my last chance to get everything complete and ready. I can't believe this week is here.

2. A full day carries on til around nine. I head home and start to get things ready for the morning. I pack the stuff I think I might need for the couple of days.

3. On the way home as I chat to mum I pass the Circus which has pitched up next to my house. There's something so deeply romantic about the lights and the big top. It's also fitting as I feel like I am smack bang in the middle of a circus of my own making. Or at least I will be tomorrow.

4. I feel good though. Even excited. Sometimes the enormity of what I am doing hits me and spikes tears in my eyes.

5. I have no more to do so I go to bed. The last sleep I'll be having in quite some time.