Wednesday

One month left in this God-forsaken burning land, and it's getting hotter again. Five months without sleep, without dreamless nights, without my consort, and now i finally begin to sleep thru the night. I long for different dreams, like the dream of my wolf, the one i now can't stop thinking about. I want him back in my dreams, he was all i had to comfort me but i can't make myself dream of him again.

I try to occupy my time with things like school and last minute tripps, have yet to see a cangaroo, and photograph it so that people can stop nagging me about it.

I dream of cold and green, endless forests and seas, i will see them soon. Not much matters for the moment, i have packed my bags for home already, just waiting now...