it is Monday evening and it feels like someone has found a small lift up hatch in my skull and poured inky black liquid into it. my brain feels black.
at the weekend i did some crazy cleaning all day Saturday in my house, just practically bleaching everything, the walls, the floors, .... i just couldn't stop. it was a bit like meditating. i preferred that to any kind of thinking that may have needed to be done. and on sat eve i went to see my cousin play a gig. it was the first time i'd been out in about 3 years or so. i planned to go quietly and have a dignified drink and leave to go home nice and early. that was at 10 pm when i arrived. cut to 6 hours later and i was falling about like a mad hatter at a highly crazy house party. i didn't get home till nearly six and consequently my brain feels inky black.
Sunday i had to get up at 10 which was a real lie in but didn't feel like it, and i had to carry on as normal and take the kids out to a place i'd promised to take them. it was not pretty. i drove there on auto pilot with the toxins from the night before still crashing through my veins no doubt.
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