I’m not where I should be. I should be in London, joining in with the wedding celebrations, or I should be at my best friend’s house, or i should be on a hill under a marquee with my other best friends for their send off before they hit up Thailand. But I am in none of these places, instead I’m sat at home contemplating why I’, mot there and feeling a bit run down and empty inside. I honestly just want to be in London and thats why I’m nowhere, because tats not the right choice to be making tonight and I feel guilty about it. But also truthfully, I’m sick of all the bickering and the pretense I’ve found in my friends back home in the last couple of days, no one is nice to each other anymore and I can’t keep up because whatever I say would offend someone else and I hate it, and I want out really soon. And I feel sorry about that because I won’t see any of them for three months. I really hope that makes us appreciate each other again. Something has to give.
