wake up, from awake state, a sleep i never had, missed rem, dreams with eyes open is just life, i travel in to the city, i meet martin my brother for a quick lunch and to pick up some posters he has very kindly printed for me. i wander through the bookshops, adyar has nothing new, i wander through the dead can dance section in the cd shop, oh how i have fallen in love with that band, i travel back to my friend mike who is dealing with his mother, she has dementia, its very difficult, i feel for him and his poor mum, i travel to sue and simons for fish pie and lots of wine. i have a good evening, pansy eats some sardines and rice, he is happy laying on the floor with sue. i am relaxed and drive back on the strange roads black with new surface, there is no traffic, no sounds except mick harvey on cd.
i feel inspired and like i have purpose.