Current mood:

weird

Well, my baby's gone and I'm here alone. Sounds like a line from a song, right? Except, of course, that my baby is literally my baby, Kat. Heh - she won't like being referred to as my baby, but what the Hell, she is!

Yesterday wasn't actually as traumatic as I thought it might be. I thought I'd cry all the way to Southampton (100 miles) and all the way back. In fact, I didn't cry much on the way there, and hardly at all on the way back, and the tears I did shed weren't those of desolation, just normal sadness. Still, leaving her was horrible, all alone in her new room, which was beginning to resemble her old room at home by the time we'd finished sorting stuff out. Then - well, it was like I was abandoning her.

Spent last night on my own of course. It's odd - but not terrifying. Waking up knowing she wasn't there wasn't so great, but I have to keep myself busy.

I just hope we'll both be ok.