roll the dice.

I'm waiting! In bed! I just had a shower and now I'm drinking tea!
(All of my posts has something to do with beds apparently. Oh, shrink, tell me why)

H is at cold train station now. Hungry cold angry. But soon I won't have to worry about nightmares. Soon he won't have to worry about not having someone to Bridget Jones-stare at him when wakes up.