unhappy. please let it be short-lived.

2013-08-17, 9:05 p.m.
Things are a bit fucked-up here. And fucked-up in a way that I dont even want to write about which, when you bear in mind I am OK about writing about cancer and deaths and alcoholics and all kinds of stuff, is pretty fucked-up.

Im taking a little road-trip on Monday. Driving my kids up north for a couple of days in a hotel. L's got work on Monday and a gig on Wednesday so he cant come.

Maybe 400 miles of motorway will fix something. Im gonna throw money at my problems and see if theyll go away. I am sadder than Misery McGrizzle-Guts and can think of no aspect of my life that brings me joy.

moan moan moan moan moan

Your cyber-hugs would be welcome, dear pixel-friends.

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