Wednesday, 13 July 2011

House of cards

Arrived home exhausted on Sunday morning. Things seemed even more messy than they were when I left them if that were possible. I felt like I was between two places neither of which I wanted to be in. I am horrible when I am tired. Nothing is right. I am incapable of being pleasant or optimistic. I went over to Baker Street to meet the new dog which cheered me up a bit. Then hopped into my own bed and slept for 12 hours which cheered me up a whole lot more.

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