The worst part about being single (I think) is going to the airport alone. Everyone else has someone to talk to, someone to watch the luggage while they go to the toilet or get a coffee and I just lug everything all over by myself and don’t speak to anyone for like ¾ of a day sometimes (including train time, etc.). I hate shopping in airports, so I just read a lot, but even that gets arduous and I get tired and want to sleep, but you feel like you can’t cause what if someone takes your stuff or you miss your flight or something? I wish I had someone, a companion, just for stuff like that. Airports. Holidays. Movies. Etc. I’m not willing to give things up, but it’s not nearly as fun doing things when you’re alone.
I'm secretly dreading the long trip to heathrow in 5 days time where I'll be lugging by luggage (appropriately named) and surrounded by smelly people, crying babies, and bad food for way too long. I will need the solace of Jersey after that excursion.
5 more days!!!
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