Well after all this emotional duress, I’m just about ready to throw myself into a serious state of party-girl behaviour. It may not happen, because I am not very good company right now.
Everything came to a head last night: I cried like a baby. It felt fantastic. I also listened to the new [and surprisingly amazing] Chemical Brothers CD, so I was in good hands.
I have prolonged my stay in Europe, so now I’ll get two full weeks of fucking about in Amsterdam, Luxembourg, Brussels and…yes! BERLIN! Before I get back to pack up my desk.
Turns out I’ll be in London for a day as well. In transit for like 8 hours, so may catch a tube and meet some friends for coffee at Piccadilly. Who knows?
I even pulled myself towards myself and applied for a job today. Also copywriting. So I’m getting myself out of this depression. Honestly, it’s so draining being miserable. It’s so much better feeling happier.