Safe Haven

I have no idea where my sleeping place is, where my home is or, as a matter of fact, when the last time I slept at 'home' was. Truth is, I purposely spend time irgendwo to make sure that I live through everything that is worthy and that I want to live through. I'm not scared, just lost, no not even- lack of time has made it a point for me to put 'new experience' or just 'experience', 'interesting people' above myself, to soak everything up before I leave. Four days, maybe I should decide what I want in those 4 days... there are 6 people I want to see again in those four days, perferably more than once. I want to read, to make up with my aunt-- ASAP, to spend some time with my parents, I suppose- they will need it. To wonder around the city a little more. I want to feel that safe haven- which is me, my world, a glipse of it, of the new me, I understand that Poli 234255680098765443.0 may not be fully updated yet, but to remember my moral values, would be nice.

What to do? Get some loads of sleep, give aunty back the cash I borrowed, get a hair cut at 1, meet parents for lunch, call erika at some point?

May all be great.