The Loneliness (Part 2)

• 14 November 2007 at 01:39
• Diary

I spent last Sunday alone with Jonathan, my new german flatmate (he's cute!), I had bought too much food and I suggested to share. And then, mother of miracles, I made a salad (well, it was already made but I added cheese and sauce - which was all made as well) and some pieces of chicken with herbs. I think it's the first time of my life I've spent so much time cooking. And I called him to have dinner, he was so happy (I mean, I even bought the little strawberry cheesecakes from Sainsbury's!) while I had the nearly uncomfortable feeling that I became a housewife (but this is another subject!).

Then he started talking about his journey in London. He is uncertain, thinks of his girlfriend, is afraid to lose her, thinks of his life back in Germany, nearly considered going back... and then of course, there's the loneliness.

I wonder whether it's linked to the language as well. Possible.

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