Single. Again

I woke up with a weird sense of dread.

I should trust my instincts.

Lunch with Mads
Awkward walk round old Headington
Back to his house for what I thought was just tea, clearly I was mistaken.
'The talk' or rather a few uncoordinated sentences, many silences and a shoulder shrug to convey his thoughs.

And after his 'speech' I had to have a dissertation meeting.

Where I would have much rather gone and had a beer or several.

I might have understood if the reasons were actually proper. Not knowing what he is doing this summer and getting stressed is not a proper reason.

Ok..... vent kinda over. Ish.
Bastard.