I finished Harry Potter.
I cried.
Alot.
I cried.
Alot.
Shit Motherfucker 
Veggie samosas and avocado salad for dinner but thats not really raising my spirits since i found out that avocado is a greek (greek? maybe latin? i dunno...) word for testicles. Ewwy.
Back to smiles quickly-they're good. I know what you mean about being happy on the street, it kind of spreads. I did my civic duty today and helped three people carry their bags-and i felt great, plus I had some cool chats with them. I wonder if they went home and spoke about me? Its strange to think that you will never meet those people again....or perhaps you will.
How quick did you finish potter!!! I haven't even had time to go and buy it yet. I'm trying to avoid peering over peoples shoulders on the train but can't help having a quick read.
Anyway, got to go, too late for far a too early start tomorrow.
Oh God! I finished Harry on Sunday night alone in the house. Not a murmur left my mouth, but the tears were there.
I must go and occupy my mind so it doesnt start wanderering onto tearful thoughts again....tears lead to murmurs, murmurs lead to whines and whines = no avocardos
Tom X
P.S. Thankyou for the nice things you said about my work