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Saturday, 21 November 2009

Just as I expected.

Today was terrible.

The usual weekend with the usual amount of tears and the usual plan.

I walked to Ealing Broadway, took a bus to Richmond just because I saw the bus. Then walked to Kingston once I was done in Richmond. After that I walked halfway to Hampton before walking back to Kingston and taking a bus to Ealing again. I then walked from Ealing to Northfields, walked to the other end of my road and took a bus to Brentford. Then I just curled up in a ball on a bench for about half an hour. Decided to take a bus again back to Northfields and so I walked home because at that point I hadn't eaten for over 24 hours. The odd burst of tears was scattered here and there.

At least one thing productive came out of this. I suppose.

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