I don't know what to do to get out of this. I know what I want to do, which is to spend a month (three days wasn't long enough) not really seeing anybody other than the people I see at work, quietly sitting indoors drinking tea and doing cross stitch. But I can't make that happen, because people want to see me, and I can't say no to anybody - if I do, they'll never ask again, and at the end of the month I'd have nobody left. I don't really need friends, but I do know some lovely people it would be a shame to let down like that.
There's been a lot of migraines recently, too, which doesn't help. They are the most exhausting damn things, seriously. And I was having a couple of really enjoyable Facebook conversations and I think I've managed to scare off both people, even though I was being really careful. And. I found the perfect flat a month ago, and my parents put in an offer for it, and now the woman whose flat it is can't be reached by the estate agents and I want my flat and it is driving me insane, the end. Whine, whine, whine, whine. Shut up, Emily, god.
I can't believe I still haven't talked about this band that have taken over my life.