My life is a mess. I've been home for a week. My suitcase is still on the floor where i dropped it. Its contents has slowly scattered across my room as every day i have to ferret deeper into its depths for clean underwear and socks.
I could do laundry and unpack but that would mean accepting i am home for good. If i am home for good i have to accept i am a 27 year old,single woman with no job or prospects, who lives with her mother. I am not ready to accept that yet.
I have enough clean clothes for a week. I must find employment before then... or buy more underwear to put off doing laundry.