Here I am

with tears in my eyes, as I am all alone for the first time in my life.

I've unpacked most of my stuff, Rob's only just left, but I feel lonely.

I don't want to go to the bar, the kind of people I feel comfortable with won't be there. I'll get smokey and I hate smelling of smoke.

Maybe I'll go cook something later.

I hope it gets better than this.