I went to class. It was a waste of time, I was too zoned out to take anything in. But did manage to eat a steam bun on the way home. I should be properly eating again in no time.
Also, had a short interaction with one of the Semi-Imaginary One's flatmates. While she is still very sympathetic it is clear that one conversation with him got her mostly back to his side as she was very "it wasn't the kindest, but was entirely human."
He texted a bit over an hour ago to say he would bring my key to my flat today. No idea when.
No idea if it will lead to a bit of a talk, or even if I ever want to talk to him again.
I had said i would always be his friend, but that was when I expected he would end things in a much less arsehole-ish way.
It says a lot about me that I never doubted he would end it. But then I may have had a read on how much he had never really been in it, that I was refusing to acknowledge to myself.
But yes. Waiting again. A second day waiting on the assumption he will turn up at an indeterminate time.
Because yesterdays six hours of pacing and stomach cramps needed to be repeated - maybe for even longer this time.
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