I am probably going to feel naked without you dear blog, but I am headed to Bali on Saturday and I have decided to take a little annual leave from My Meow. The last six months I have been writing, writing, writing. Writing at work. Writing the blog. Writing articles. At first I thought HOW AMAZING to make EVERY HOLIDAY I POSSIBLY CAN into a travel writing fiasco. Free accommodation. Free flights. But then you have to write. Not such a bad thing. Not the same as sitting in an office writing boring things, you say. Which is true. But it is not really the same as switching off with a book. My last two trips to Bali resulted in eight articles, which was awesome. I am still waiting for some of them to be published. But during this time I was interviewing humans, worried about delivering on promises, directing the Ginger Hunk to take photos, feeling like I wanted to squish it all in but also wanted to just be drunk sometimes. Okay?
So this time I am going to Bali to JUST CHILL OUT AND READ BOOKS.
I lie a little. I have a rather complex article I am writing for a magazine due on the 15th.
Not planned. But when we get the work, we take the work.
So I shall be writing that.
But I shall be taking an annual leave from you, My Meow.
But do not fear, I will be back on the 15th of June with tales of turning THIRTY FIVE, cats, freediving and travelling with my ALMOST 70 year old Dad.
Meow for now!