Am into my bluebook! There’s tons of photos of me and Liz:
SO weird seeing a record of our time together. And there’s all the texts she sent me over the weeks. Feel like I’m looking in on all the intimate details of someone else’s life – keep having to remind myself it’s my own. Most frustrating bit is the contacts bit – IT’S GOT LIZ’S MOBILE NUMBER IN IT! But obviously she didn’t’ take her UK mobile with her, keep ringing it and just listening to the dead tone. It’s driving me nuts…
