Not a sick day, but an off key one, ooh man
I need some rest. I had a bit earlier this week, Monday i slept in. Tuesday a bit too. Tuesday i wrote the Scritti piece. Yesterday i didn’t feel good. Today i feel better. But my head is still going rush much further than i want it too and it’s simply too much to keep all in and wow how i long for an uninterrupted night of sleep and no i don’t get that at all so damn.
Tomorrow, sorry, that is today, Friday, for the ones reading this, i’m going to my mum. Walking from the train station to her house. Looking forward to that. Right now, Thursday evening, i feel my arms almost shaking with tiredness.
I guess that happens to someone who fullfills her dream she had for thirty (really? no, not thirty.. say twenty, i didn’t think of giving these drawings to Green at all when i was younger) – twenty years.