Everyone I know is moving and from now until end of September I am attending 5 leaving do’s .
I fear I shall be sloppy drunk until October, at which point I will hide away in my new home and watch intellectual foreign films whilst sucking on Gauloise and murmmering ‘I just vant to be left alone’ to nobody in particular. But do not think I vill be unhappy, no no, I shall be content in my solitude. For if I am alone, no one shall ever leave me. I am a rock, I am an island, and a rock feels no pain and an island never cries…
Melodramatic? Me? I don’t think so…
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