And Then Some Days You

Mortified At The Speed With Which Intimacy Evaporates.

He's Wearing His Official University Sweatshirt Again, Which Puzzles Me A Little. I Mean I'd Sort Of Understand It More If It Said Yale Or Harvard Or Something, Because Then It Would Be A Fashion Choice. But Why Advertise The Fact That You're At A University To All The Other People Who Are At The University With You?

He's Laughing Me Into A Stupor, She Thought. I Could Heckle, I Suppose, I Could Throw A Bread Roll At Him, But He's Eaten Them All. She Glanced At The Other Diners, All Of Them Going Into Their Act, And Thought Is This What It All Boils Down To? Romantic Love, Is This All It Is, A Talent Show? Eat A Meal, Go To Bed, Fall In Love With Me And I Promise You Years And Years Of Top Notch Material Like This?

I Still Find It Absurdly Difficult To Concentrate On A Novel If There's A Phone Or Computer To Hand; I Have Taken To Locking Them Outside The Room Like Noisy Pets.

I Identified With Pip From 'great Expectations,' Especially When I Was Younger; I Had The Same Kind Of Gaucheness And Uncertainty.