So thats it.
It's over.
Finito.
Lots of tears, everyone thank you. My inner circle (You know who the few of you are).. I love you and will miss you beyond belief.
It just all got made 1000 times worse by other things as well.
It's very hard to deal... People keep telling me, but you have an amazing job and new life... blah blah blah, but it doesn't really help. Warwick was a massive chapter of my life, while academically it may not have been top notch, it put me on the career path I am today, it gave me hopes and dreams, and it gave me relationships which made my heart beat and made it ache.
I really wish I could go home for 6 months, and then move to London and set up life. But I can't. I need to go to London now to follow the dream job route, and yes I should be feeling elated about it, but it damn well hursts.
Oh well, drunken ramblings, and I'm at work at midday.
#It's the end of the world as we know it...
And I really don't feel fine.
We can't ever go back to old things or try and get the 'old kick' out of something or find things the way we remembered them. We have them as we remember them and they are fine and wonderful and we have to go on and have other things because the old things are nowhere except in our minds now.
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