all my illusions shattered

And suddenly, all my illusions shattered.
On monday morning I lost my job and also my home. Luckily the rent is still paid on the old flat - i'm writing this from my old bedroom.
I never knew it was possible to pack up an entire lifetime's worth of belongings in less than 2 hours. But it is.
The minute The (now ex) Boss told me that he didn't want me working there anymore - to cut a long story short, i wasn't trained enough for the job although he knew that before we started and told me he'd train me up - i was on the phone. A friend who owns a shop had enpough boxes for me, my best friend was on her way to pick me up, my mum was going to help me move that night.
The funny thing is- I don't care. I couldn't be bloody happier, actually.
Sunday I had spent the day with my mum deliberating over whether to hand in my notice or not. I decided not to on the grounds that i'd given up too much for that place.
Well. Shit happens.
I'd been working 15 hour days, seven days a week and it wasn't even acknowledged. I was breaking my back for that place and I was near to giving up anyway.

so?

Good fucking riddance.

there's just the slight problem now of being jobless and having to find somewhere else to live by the end of september!!

I'm happy though, isn't that the main thing?

Me and the man split up - remamber i said i was working 15 hour days? well it wrecks your social life, not to mention you love life. I miss him. The was he'd kiss my eyelids as i was falling asleep. The flutter of his heart next to mine.
That's all in a time gone by and we just have to learn to move on and grow. It gets easier as the days get shorter and by the time winter arrives, those long hot nights will just be a distant memory.