It depresses me, being here.
It is good to see Sarah and take her to and bring her back from brownies but being here is horrible now.
Hate it.
Yes I have to pack up my stuff and get it out.
Yes I have to sort through things and it has to be done but....
Urgh.
But Sarah will be back soon and at some time around nine or half past QM will come and pick me and the stuff I have packed and take me to the place I call home now.
The place I feel comfortable in.
The place I feel loved in.
In the words of Raging Slab "I wish I was anywhere but here".
meh.