Ghost flat

Did-you know that since I got back from Cambridge, I did not see ANY of my remaining flatmates? Not once. No one. Creeeeeeeepy!

I get back, almost have to stop a fight in the chicken shop next to my flat between a few young thugs and the employee there, then go back home to find...no one. Almost two days later, I sincerely hope to have a conversation tonight because it can get a little unerving to leave home, go to work, and then get back...to sleep? Repeat?

Wow. Then again, I should also go sign up at the local library to take a few good books out so...

Tomorrow?

Thanks for reading,

Renaud