Up until now.
I have not written a blog in a while now. I
have been too tired; I have been working a lot. I get home drink beer and then
go to bed and read. I remember meeting a seaman on the bus. A man from Hunan province
who used to sail from America to Liverpool. I am tired and when I got on my
computer and read my comments from my Mum and Aunty I almost cried. I don’t know
why. From exhaustion and the fact that I am drunk. For the rapture of receiving
a comment. I have a few fans and they inspire me more than they know. Or rather
more than I tell them.
I have 3 days off now and I look forward to
resting. To healing darkness, soothing silence and a blissful lack of anyone apart
from my diligent wife who takes very good care of me.
I need to sleep so badly that I am shaking
and numb. I feel like crying but I do not weep. Like a river aching to rush,
like a parched river bed without water.
I feel like a pressure is building. An
invisible force which I do not understand or know how to release. BOOM!