of day zero

13.07.2012

Here it is. Day zero. I should sleep by now, but can't. In about six hours time I'll be on my (paiful) way to United Kingdom. I guess I forgot much about travels like these.

I cried quite a lot today. I might not see my Grandparents ever again, as every day of life is like a miracle for them. Well, to be precise, rather hell-especially for Grandma.

I hope I sorted some things out.

I'm not superstitious, but damn, feel slightly unconfortable with this "friday the thirteen" thing. But I chose this date myself.

This is all heart breaking. How many times do I have to make decisions like these?!
Parting with O. left me smeared with tears and snot. ARGH!

I'm seriously fed up. But then- maybe I could do something to change my miserable, pesymistic existence, bring people together, make things happen.
And there are warm hands of my Boy awaiting me, and his good eyes and his love.

Have to go now.