due to over excitement and nerves that in 7 days, I’ll be off for a eleven week trip. ALONE.
Alone.
I’ve never been alone.
not since birth.
Sure, I’ve been alone for 5 minutes in the toilet, 15 minutes during a shower, even 5 hours on a shopping spree. But I’ve never been alone for a whole day, what more for nearly three months.
I’m not the hi-can-i-be-your-friend type and I don’t think Londoners fancy themselves to be that either.
so even though I’m armed with age and experience, the disability of dependence still clings on to me.
I’m so excited. I’m so scared. I’m so freaking HAPPY!
