I'm still in London but I've switched hotels to a smaller and less expensive one. The strangest thing happened to me this weekend, I was out with Avy's friend and her group and I ended up taking them back to my room. One of the girls asked me how I could afford such luxury and it dawned on me that I'm not paying for my life, my dad is. That might not be a weird thing when you're in your early twenties, but I've never even planned for another future. I thought the events of the last months had made me into a different person but apparently I still have a lot to learn.
...and I miss Avy. Reading about her