Victoria's...

It's one of those days where you've listened to the same song over and over, with people and reflections in between each rewind/play, and at suddenly 2 am every note and lyric makes sense. And there's no getting away from it.

It's one of those days you know is the one of few remaining, one of many gone by, biding time.

Dipping toes into water.

It's a new turn on a blue day.

I'm really excited, my baby sister is coming to stay over tomorrow, and by baby i mean kid; possibly an excursion to Leicester Square should be good, possibly giving Soho a wide berth.

Definitely choosing 'slumber party' over the million other 'awesome' ones, is the way forward. I miss her.

Orchid.