Sad Friday

What a strange and ultimately deeply unpleasant week,
I wanted to write more about Al and Claire's wedding last Saturday, but after Misty 'not waking up' whilst on the operating table on Wednesday, I really don't feel like writing much at all.
I'm sure I'll pick it up again.
Well, two weeks left in the bedsit now. A fortnight. Seems unbelievable and yet so far away.
Its incredibly hot now. There has been a fog over Brighton all day, but a humid sapping fog. It made Brighton look like it was covered with steam, or that Brighton is now located in some Eden project like tropical zone. Sat in the bedsit now. I am incredibly hot. At least the bedsit is quiet tonight.
For a while anyway.