one hundred sixty nine

Chicago was stupendous, as was the great friend of friends, Lauren. It’s interesting how much you can miss someone without realising it properly till you see your reflection in their eyes. The next trip is probably New York, because Dan may be heading there soonishly, and i’m ready to tag along.

Keeping my head up, though my mouth’s down. Look up, son, the sun’ll shine in a mile or three.

I have a good life and it’s women who bring it to heaven’s door or bury me in continuous hell.

We’re in hell now, but Lucifer’s kinder than it lets on.

Breathing helps.

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