Editing

More editing time... that's all for today now... bedtime.

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"When she'd gone, I went up to my room and sat quietly on the edge of my bed. I just sat for a while, thinking about nothing at all and then thinking about how she hadn't put her arms around me. Then I thought about Alice and the quick goodbye again. My head was drifting to a strange place now, and I started to feel really sad really quickly. I can't explain what it was, but I started feeling really vulnerable and inadequate and needing to cry.

I had lots of things I should be doing around the house, but I wasn't going to do any of them.

There was something that needed expressing first, and I knew it was really important for me to say it. I found an old notepad in a drawer, picked up a biro without a lid that had been sitting in the corner of the floor, and started writing."