10th February 2015
I realised today that I have not spoken a syllable to another human being (including myself) for a whole week, neither have I stepped outside of my front door. I spend hours watching nothing in particular from my window. The couple that live in the flat next door are arguing again, I never know what about, the language sounds Eastern European, but I imagine it is about money, it usually is. My money is running out. Maybe in the end it will be this that makes me give in. There’s not much more they can tell me now, I have no more questions, and no more reasons to stay. I wonder for the millionth time how long it will be before anyone misses me. And I know my sister is waiting.