Two hours before tomorrow became today, we crossed the border into Scotland, and about four or so hours after that, as the Moray Firth first came into view, we diverted from our route to the Highlands, to take a peek at the Secret Beach, half an hour away to the east. I held the map … Continue reading 5th March -When no-one else can understand me. When everything I do is wrong.
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3rd Mar – What price you have to pay to get out of, going through all these things twice.
Sad songs are all about evoking regret, and death by your own hand, is perhaps the first positive thing you have ever done with your life, so I think I’d go out to a Genesis track, or Bruce Springsteen, or something even worse, so that you had no regrets about leaving the earth and all its mediocrities.
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