Uh, the tremendous problems I've been having lately were a real killjoy. The owner of the flat was the culprit of it all, but maybe I should not drag it out now? I mean, we settled everything down. She was not - as presented by my flatmates - ferocious, at all. Today I was a snarling little creature and at the same time I just wanted to snuggle up somewhere. Anger was overpowering, though, and I even thought I could try screaming at the top of my lungs to get rid of it. But no, I had to refrain myself from it. My flatmates would think I have rabies or something! That maybe I've met a raccoon of doom. Uh, no. That way of learning new words does not work this time.

I miss Alex.
Why do I miss her so much?
I've seen her this bloody morning!
But I bloody miss her.
Not that I want her to come here.
I do, of course, as always. But that would not end well and I know that.
Uh, that's tough!

Why aren't the mornings serene anymore. I wake up vexed, I bolt to the bathroom, already late. Ouch, if I could just flap my arms and fly away. Instead I pad.
I'm so tired.
But!
Ouch, I live alone right now. My flatmates have moved out and I have the whole flat for myself!
And the kitchen. And the bathroom, yay!
I shall go and take a bath!