Tonight I felt bad...
I felt as though I couldn't help.
That killed me.
I want nothing more than to be there with him, but it breaks my heart that I can't.
I wish I had more money so I could get the train to Lincoln after work today.
That would have been perfect.
But it can't happen.
It's a horrible feeling.
I want to be there.
I'll blog about my time in Chester when I get back from work tomorrow.
See you later~