DotCommunist
So many particulars. So many questions.
Really? You surprise me. You're a poet, are you not? Your own head should be a heaven, not a hell.
i was being jokeful- but no I do hate to be without my aural or written distractions. Depending on my overall mood it can get me on the downward spiral of remembering everything bad I ever did, every humiliation or slight I dealt unwarranted or recieved in kind. Y'know, the brain is a strange thing. Other moods won't set me on the path of self loathing but it does happen often enough.
I've mainly been reading about the Man Eating Lions Of Tsavo since yesterday. After they got old Cecil I thought I'd read a bit about the boot being on the other foot