Why is it that right at the end of a this trip, I have to do things. There's reading and reading responses and class in an actual class, and no trips or excursions, and no dinner parties, and no new coffee shops.
Why is there no time for that.
Why has time suddenly picked up all her luxurious skirts and traded them for block-y slabs of dreary black and white text and too-bright computer screens. Her dress is ugly, cold, glaring, it is no longer hazy and unknown. She does not have time to go adventuring and instead she must sit and be proactive and restrain herself. She does go shopping, once. But not real shopping because she is leaving soon and she does not want to waste. And now it is late and her reading is not done and her skirts are unfinished because she has not finished making them. But she has so much to do and it will all get done.
As you can see, I was a little upset!
But on the plus side, I got to see my long-lost-but-recently-rediscovered twin today, and we explored London and that was wonderful!
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