It was another early East Coast Radio and electric razor morning this morning. When I wake up listening to the radio, my heart actually sinks. It’s not even so much that it’s the radio, but that it’s East Coast Radio… The station for old people, that plays old music. I just hate it. I’ve started looking around for places to stay and pricing furniture and appliances. I think it’s time that I move out of house and home, because home isn’t home anymore… It’s just a space that I unhappily exist in.
The problem is that it affects how I feel at work, and that is not on. I have too much work and enjoy my job too much to jeopardise it because my headspace is bad due to living with my grandfather.