It's this place, where you're stuck, you dont know where you're going. People tell you to enjoy it, but how can you, when nothing is happening. I sent the CVs, I checked the agencies, I got this stupid cough that won't seem to go away, I live in a little box room with a bed, my phone/radio, and some amount of luggage.
My boyfriend has things to do, he has a life. That's cool.
Just wish I could feel better and do things too. I don't care, have to get out of bed tomorrow and explore London, even if I'm ill.
Being alone isn't actually a nice feeling most of the time.
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