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Today is all about getting the mundane things out of the way: ironing, washing up, my dissertation presentation (which even my little toes are dreading), cradling my hot water bottle so my insides don’t burst out through the small of my back. I wish I had some money so I could traverse this country and visit all of my favourite people. I can’t even afford to go into town to meet people for coffee.
Today, I am staying in my floral pyjamas but I’ve done my hair in pin curls. I’m going to prop myself up with pillows and work and daydream about spooning and having my neck stroked, because that would be lovely and I get lonely. I wish I was going to Jukebox tonight to dance with Holly and Eleanor but instead I’ll tuck myself up in bed with a good book and I’ll be quite content nonetheless.
Imagine if I get this job. I could be starting again at the complete opposite end of the country in a few months time. It could be beautiful.
Today, I am staying in my floral pyjamas but I’ve done my hair in pin curls. I’m going to prop myself up with pillows and work and daydream about spooning and having my neck stroked, because that would be lovely and I get lonely. I wish I was going to Jukebox tonight to dance with Holly and Eleanor but instead I’ll tuck myself up in bed with a good book and I’ll be quite content nonetheless.
Imagine if I get this job. I could be starting again at the complete opposite end of the country in a few months time. It could be beautiful.