Before

I wrote this the morning before The Crash. Afterwards with my pounding head, battered body, general feelings of misery and bad side effects of antibiotics and codine I really didn’t feel finishing it up. Now I’m starting to starting to feel myself again I can look back, polish it up and share it! 23rd August…

The Crash

I’m sitting still for the first time in what feels like forever. My cheeks reddened by being out in the rain all day are starting to glow with the affect of wine and autumns first fire. As I search for calm and try to get my thoughts in order I’m distracted by the healing itch of…