So I’m sitting here, indulging in my brunch bar, feeling miserable and sorry for myself...thinking about the time when the idea of going on exchange again was first raised...
And now, its no longer just a possibility – instead, its reality...
Aarons half-way across the world – will be, for the next 6 months or so – living it up in Manchester, 7 hours of uni a week, travelling every weekend, seeing the "world", experiencing, tasting, drinking...living the life...
With him gone also goes the Sunday DVD and ironing shirt affair, the random calls when hes in need of food, the one (and possibly only, one) whos always up for yum cha rain, hail or shine...
I know its only for 6 months, but being only 1 day in, 6 months still seems a very long way away...
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