I woke up still in my bra and work pants. I no longer had my work shirt so I put on any old shirt. I worked alone in a dark room anyway, what could happen?
I checked my mother’s room before I left, and now in the daytime I noticed a note she had left on her pillow. Staying with the Lais tonight. Be back tomorrow.
I was feeling stressed on my commute and managed to bum a cigarette off another passenger. I leaned against the rail, blowing smoke and staring out at the horizon. I didn’t get sick anymore on my way across the channel. Continue reading