Stockholm Surrender
“The bulb was getting ready to blow. I hit save and shut down my documents. I had a headache, but that was nothing new these days. Headache, heartache, it was all the same.
I wandered from my small room into the kitchen and switched on the kettle, stared out the curtainless window at the cold darkness. It was only early evening but the short January days made my lonely nights all the more depressing. The girls were all out. Nat had a steady boyfriend now and spent most of her time at his flat, T...ara had found herself a job in a local bar and Jane had taken to hanging out with a group in her art history class.
Perhaps I would call Trinny for a natter. I missed her so much. The first term at Oxford had been such a whirlwind of events, and with my trip to the Far East thrown into the mix, I’d barely had time to miss my best friend of twenty years. But after traveling to Edinburgh to spend Hogmanay with her, I realized how much I regretted us not going to the same university. We’d been in each other’s lives for so long that being apart was a wrench, and on top of that, it was multiplied by the screaming absence of another person in my life too.MoreLess
I wandered from my small room into the kitchen and switched on the kettle, stared out the curtainless window at the cold darkness. It was only early evening but the short January days made my lonely nights all the more depressing. The girls were all out. Nat had a steady boyfriend now and spent most of her time at his flat, T...ara had found herself a job in a local bar and Jane had taken to hanging out with a group in her art history class.
Perhaps I would call Trinny for a natter. I missed her so much. The first term at Oxford had been such a whirlwind of events, and with my trip to the Far East thrown into the mix, I’d barely had time to miss my best friend of twenty years. But after traveling to Edinburgh to spend Hogmanay with her, I realized how much I regretted us not going to the same university. We’d been in each other’s lives for so long that being apart was a wrench, and on top of that, it was multiplied by the screaming absence of another person in my life too.MoreLess
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