Packed, all cried out and ready for the next step. Sort of, anyway.
It's almost more difficult to say goodbye to my friends than it was saying goodbye to my ex. Maybe because NOTHING GOOD will come from saying goodbye to my amazing, lovely, clever, all round best friends. Nothing whatsoever. So I'm hoping for plenty of Scandinavia-trips for them, och plenty of UK trips for me. And less tears. I'm so sick of the tears.
He called me today and it remains so hard to hear his voice and not get completely taken over by love.
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