I think I may be a little hormonal.
Someone on the rather over-crowded, worse than a sardine can, Waterloo and City line gave up their seat for me: cue prickles at the top of the nose and tears in the eyes because the world is full of such nice people.
Bored at work: cue prickles at the top of the nose and tears in the eyes because work is so meaningless.
Another one of those confusing conversations with RD: cue prickles at the top of the nose and tears in the eyes because this isn’t how it’s meant to be.
A lovely text, from a very dear friend: cue prickles at the top of the nose and tears in the eyes because I love my friends and they love me.
1 comment:
yes you r so true it is such a lovely text from your fren very sweet of your fren. lovely blog here. Do get back to me fren!
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