I have had what can only be termed as a Bad Day today. Grumbling tum led to broken sleep, which led to lethargy and tears, which led to me not being able to get on a train and go back to London. And now I feel guilty about all of the above, which makes things worse.
Dad's been very sweet, and now the child in me wants to stay here forever and let him bring me cups of tea in bed and tissues. I know I can't. I know it's dumb. But right now it's what I want to do more than anything else.
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