On the road

Well...Cycle paths mostly.

I've managed to stay with friends for a few days, claiming that my grandparents were called away on urgent business....but it got the the point where I had no choice but to go back to the house, find as many credit and debit cards as I possibly can and get hold of some cash. I'm heading out towards london right now. I don't know what I'm going to do when I get there, but it feels like a good starting point for whatever it is I'm going to do. I've only had minor encounters since I made my way to london. The more urbanised the area the less frequent the sightings of the CumGuzzler (see what I did there?) are becoming. Usually I just see him lurking in trees or whatever...but last night he approached me by the side of a main road, begging for forgiveness again. I just got back on my bike and sped on, trying not to cry. It doesn't matter that he didn't do it...it's what he did afterwards that makes it unbearable to look at it. I used to feel sorry for that monster sometimes. I used to pity that fucking thing.

I'll try and update when I get to London. Sorry for my absence.