Today was the gloomiest day I have experienced in a long time. For starters, I was majorly hungover - yea, I know I should cut back. But then I had this really sad dream where I was saying goodbye to my sister at a train station, when the doors closed and I couldn't even hug her. As she was walking away, I could see tears streaming down her face and I just looked over to my mother who was in the dream with me and asked "What am I doing, Mom?" (what I meant was, why am I leaving behind people I love to move to London?) and then started crying myself. I woke up feeling so very sad only to realize that no one was here in London and it was the first time I felt completely alone and lonely in this city. So to take my mind off stuff I cooked, cleaned, went out for a walk all to come home to more gloom. I think it is just one of those super sad days and it will all be over tomorrow.
