Runaway..

      To be honest, I never thought I'd ever run away from problems. But it seems, gentle readers, that Kenai Lewis Adams does in fact travel miles on end to hide from the smallest of things.

      A few days ago, me and my elder sibling Kate, had a argument. It was petty, it was stupid. It was 10am, and I was awoken with the sound of my cheesy Power Rangers ring tone, and then after only 2 hours sleep answered it. Kate had rang me to see if I could go and take her son and her to the Museum, and she'd treat me to lunch if I did. Now, with only 2 hours sleep I wanted to stay in bed, but I was forced out of guilt of not seeing them often these days to get up and dressed.
     Half hour later she rang again to ask where I was, and I won't lie I was only just stepping into the shower. Kate then complained that I was taking the piss and decided to not go anyway, which in turn I contested to as I had just got up now. The argument is hazy from then on, as we threw insults back on forth hurting each others feelings, and hitting hearts with such accurate aim. She muttered words such as "Kenai, you failing university is your own problem.. So stop using it as an excuse not to see me", Which in my defence I have resit essays to do, And I threw back that she should stop using her 3 year old son as an excuse to walk the 20minute walk to me.
     Then, my friends, she pulled out a big gun. She then retaliated with a nuke, not a bullet, with "Don't try and make out I'm a bad person, you don't even care about your cancer ridden father!" Now, that hurt.

     In April, my biological father with diagnosed with stage 3 progressive testicular cancer. And I have been handling it very well. It seems that as I am the only one of my many siblings not to breakdown in tears and cry on his shoulder, I am evidently heartless.
     I decided not to shout at Kate, or like her - say something I was going to regret. So I decided putting the phone down was the best possible way of getting myself out of that conversation!

     However, it has not stopped here. It seems, that with that and the stress of my resits, that I have seemed to snap slightly. As, my dear readers, I am in Shropshire right now, Relaxing in my friends country home. I have run away from my problems in London, and came up north to the Midlands to finish my work and clear my head. Seemed like a good idea, but I can't help thinking that maybe I am slightly a coward, maybe? My problems with my sister are going to be there when I return, so why did I run?

     In other news, my sleeping problems and memory have been getting worse and more deviant. I have a doctors appointment in a weeks time to sort things out, so hopefully that should help things along. But my dreams have become more vivid. I dream of memories I know, but the things I are blank and I can't remember, my dreams seem to have an inventive way of filling in the gaps with whatever takes their fancy at the time. It is weird...

    Anyway, I shall leave you now. Thank-you for reading and wherever you are, leave this page knowing I love you.

Kenai.

x

P.S - While I was here, I took a picture of a Bluebell for you.