Make your own path

I've been particularly busy recently. I've finally made my way out from under a mountain of essays. I've been all over the place too, Luton, London, Sheffield and back to london again. My body has had its toll definitely taken. A whole day in bed didn't help me either. A night out in Luton was worth the hangover though.
It was my boyfriends birthday so before he got home I cleaned the flat and decorated him a cake. Both still feeling fragile, we decided against the champagne I'd bought to accompany the cake.
The best thing of all though, has to be the arrival of our new kitten, Rufus. After the cake we headed over to Hackney, where we knew there was a pet shop that sold kittens. We said we were only looking but it seemed impossible leaving the shop without one. We chose the only boy of a tabby litter and even though our banks had taken a beating, it was definitely worth it. He cried the whole tube ride home, which obviously broke my heart. He is the tiniest little thing that even the most cold hearted of people couldn't not love him.
He is getting into everything, which is keeping us on our toes. He sleeps in our bed and wakes us up constantly throughout the night. I feel as though we have just had a baby, staying up all night, making sure he's used his litter tray and wondering what he's doing when we leave him in the flat. But throughout all this, he is definitely the best thing to come into my life in a long time.