11 May 2012
Boxes are still crowding the room. I'm just sat on the windowsill, through the window I can see an old harbour, and seagulls flying over. What a peaceful day...
I started unpacking my various things and my memories to fill this big, lonely place. I soon went back to the windowsill, made a coffee, and began to think about what kind of week i'd had.... A good one...
Monday: I woke up at my new place, Went out for some breakfast, and then I saw an angel. She had the voice of heaven, and all she said was, "can I sit with you? There's no more seats, sorry..." for about an hour and 3 cups of coffee we talked about our lives and how she was new here too, we exchanged phone numbers and went around the town, some people even thought we were married! How i'd like to be... But we really hit it off, it seemed as if she liked me, but 'liked me' liked me... Can't wait until tommorow, we're going out to the beach...
The Loss Of Liberty Part 2:Monday • Opuss № I