England is SUNNY. The sun has tired me out.
England is SUNNY. The sun has tired me out.
1. Get home
2. Shower
3. Finish rereading The Bell Jar and feel an even deeper “connection” to Slyvia Plath who sums it* all up so succinctly!
4. Ring Anna and discuss Jubilee plans which include making cupcakes featuring Ryan Gosling’s face (just because - sorry Queenie)
5. Try to switch off my brain and rendezvous with my bed
*life
21.40pm, London.
this is fun.
Under the duvet.
We have a work playlist and this is on it :)
I just realised that the random photo of Dan that my boyfriend posted to my blog is still there. I don’t have the heart to delete it haha. Not even sure why he posted it though!
I came home and the police were outside - the lady in the flat on the ground floor has died. I feel terrible. I can hear someone crying from up here and it sounds like they are literally howling in pain. I can’t even imagine a loved one dying. Unbearable!
There’s no bath here. I want a bathhh.
RIP Maurice Sendak.
Lunch.
So so tired. Coma imminent.
My boyfriend made this :)
themed by weconfideinwolves
