And tonight, I made another quiche for the girls in the office tomorrow. I was planning to throw out loads of stuff as well, but only managed to throw out the bowl I had my dinner in because it reminded me of living in the women’s hostel and I couldn’t be bothered washing it.
Where ever you are, I will find you. And where ever I am, you will find me.
I just hope we both decide to go looking on the same day.