So, I could stay here, get a full-time, soul-crushing job and pay some slum landlord 50% of my paycheck, or I could just get the fuck out of this hell hole of a city.
London is pretty far, driving wise. I'm worried about Mox, of course, not myself. I don't wanna put her through anymore undue stress. She's been such a little trooper, and I don't know what I'd do without her.
We'll see, I guess...
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