I bought a book recently called 'Cooking for One' thus reinforcing my single status. Imagine the scene in the corner of my kitchen. A table set for one with a dying flower in a vase whose water has turned green. A burnt out candle looking sad - a missed warning of a long darkness.
My new found passion for cooking (for one) is thankfully helped along by Leith FM - "Looking back over my shoulder, I can see the look in your eyes, I never dreamed it could..." - FUCK, there I am thinking again.
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