So relating to my last blog about Italy – I’m still feeling really shit and so low again, made worse by seeing all the awful terrorist attacks on the news, it’s just heartbreaking.
So I got home from work and just laid on my bed feeling sorry for myself, and for those poor people, I really just had that “life is shit, people are shit” feeling.
As I’m there wallowing in my own self pity, my friend mr travel man asked me if I wanted to go out to grab some food and I just said no I’m really not up to it tonight I feel like shit sorry. Half an hour later he’s at my door with a massive pizza for me to “cheer me up & get in Italy mood” 😭 it was just so, so nice of him. (I didn’t have the heart to tell him I can’t have pizza) and then he shot off again. God bless him, it did really cheer me up. Friends are everything. It’s always the little things in life that touch my heart.