The dedication of this blog is split in three ways. Firstly to Emily Rawlinson, future doctor and a dear friend of mine who I deeply admire. Secondly, to Harry Cross, the most amazing friend. And thirdly and finally to you.
Just waiting at the station,
No anticipation,
No excitement.
No gumption.
No spirit.
The train's not arriving on time.
Like life with delays,
And endless rainy days,
Is this a sign?
(Dear Readers, A picture will be on its way shortly)
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