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I very rarely feel the need to cry but this evening....grargh! I cant even put it down in comprehensible terms.
My mother, whom i love dearly, has been stomping around in our apartment for the last couple weeks in a manner indicative of this kind of outburst. I, in fact, expected this kind of reaction when i decided to move to London for a few months, which is precisely WHY I put off telling her. The yelling out of the blue though, that caught me off guard. I thought there would be some attempt at a rational conversation that at least led to the yelling. Oh no.
That is why I find myself at midnight, at the office downtown, sitting in the stairwell (the only place the internet will work) and counting down the days until i leave. And listening to drunk girls yell about pizza, thinking, any other night that would be me.
I kind of wish it was.
My mother, whom i love dearly, has been stomping around in our apartment for the last couple weeks in a manner indicative of this kind of outburst. I, in fact, expected this kind of reaction when i decided to move to London for a few months, which is precisely WHY I put off telling her. The yelling out of the blue though, that caught me off guard. I thought there would be some attempt at a rational conversation that at least led to the yelling. Oh no.
That is why I find myself at midnight, at the office downtown, sitting in the stairwell (the only place the internet will work) and counting down the days until i leave. And listening to drunk girls yell about pizza, thinking, any other night that would be me.
I kind of wish it was.