Belgium

I want to go home, now. At the moment, so many things are on my mind, of which money is, as always, the biggest issue, and all I wanted to do is go home and relax. And what do I get in my inbox today? An email from Eurostar saying that my train home has been cancelled. If I'm lucky, I'll be stranded in Lille (France) on Monday night and then maybe one of my friends will come pick me up, if I'm not, however, I will be spending the night at Euston station. I am not happy, at all, right now. I am so stressed and just had such a bad day today, where everything that could go wrong went wrong, that I just want to cry and sleep and not wake up til I have heaps of money and everything goes well for me in this world.
Belgium was supposed to be amazing, a breath of fresh air, a week of unforgettable memories, and this has just made it a stressful event which I wish I could just skip. Or better even, not just a trip, but an actual coming home. I am so tired of not having money, of not knowing where my next meal is coming from, how to pay next month's rent. I just want one stroke of good luck. That's all. And what do I get? A cancelled start to my trip.

Time for bed. Time for sleep. Time for tears.