When I went downstairs to the cafe, I wasn’t at all surprised to find that the state that it was in, was no better than that of the apartment. On the contrary, it was fractionally worse, for the layer of dust that coated every surface, seemed to be much worse than it had been. I couldn’t keep myself from turning my nose upwards in disgust.
There was going to be an endless pile of things for me to attend to by the time that I realised what I needed to do in order to get things back on track, but at this rate, it seemed like it was a never ending list, increasing with every single thing that I did.
And it was becoming apparent to me that I wasn’t going to be able to do all of this by myself, either. In the beginning, I had been fully convinced that I would be able to carry on as normal a
