But I'm returning to Russ's tomorrow night, and that makes me smile.
Tomorrow is the year anniversary of the London bombings; it makes me feel sad. A tiny bit worried about being on the tube during peak hour tomorrow morning, but only marginally more worried than normal. I try not to think about it, I guess you can't, really. But it just makes me sad.
I guess I'm mixed up about a lot of things at the moment, really.