One Day More

Spent today listening to the Les Miserables soundtrack (hence the title) as I battled on with the last day of my assignment. I've not enjoyed this one as much as the last one, so I'll be happy to see the back of it at 10am tomorrow.

I lit this little candle on my windowsill today; it hasn't been lit since we left our horrible house on Dogfield Street earlier this year, and it made me strangely happy to light it in our very happy Harriet Street home. I think the essay must be getting to me; reading that sentence back it sounds waaaay too whimsical.