Keep Calm and Carry On

So, yeah. An update is prompted by an overwhelming need to write something.

Remember me writing this? Well, it seems the inquest is over. So read this.

Perhaps it will tell you why I needed to write in here.

It (to use a cliched expression) reopened old wounds. The whole time was pretty awful, for all of us (and by us, I mean my group of friends at university) and I'm not feeling good right now.

Add in to this the fact that my parents have gone away so I'm here in the house on my own. Well, not entirely alone. I have four cats and a kitten here with me, too.

But it doesn't really help.

I really don't think it's good for the cats to squeeze them really hard, so I think I'll get out my mum's two foot teddy bear... The one she named 'Arthur'. (There are no words.)

I really want something that'll hug back, though.