A lone boy in student halls forges his existence through the Christmas period. DISCLAIMER: All characters appearing in this blog are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. Besides Edward.

DAY 3

A relaxing day! I spent most of it stroking the beautiful new Christmas cards gifted to me from my work colleagues, and eating ice-cream. Nothing like a seasonal treat to enflame the Christmas spirit!

Well, I must admit as much. Being here alone is a touch monotonous. No thumping music next door. No clinking noises from the kitchen. No voices clattering up and down the corridor. Just quiet.

...It's wonderful! Although, I will say, do miss having somebody to talk to. A someone with whom I may discuss the trials and tribulations of life

It's not so bad. I talk to myself instead sometimes.

They say talking to oneself if the first sign of mental imbalance. I don't think so. I'm just expressing my own thoughts out loud, really.

I ran out of wine, so I bought a small bottle of sherry. It's sweet and tasty. I wouldn't drink it all at once. That would be irresponsible.

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