I haven't slept probably in what seems an age, needless to say my nerves are more than a little frayed. Drinking too much and sleeping too little will generally do that to a man though!! So I am sat on the bus going from Preston to Bolton, going all the way! I have a habit of taking the difficult option when I'm in a mood like this. It's not as though I need anymore time to think, I don't appear to be resolving a damn thing, but there is something refreshing about taking a long journey on a bus. At least when sober and on a fresh, bright day. I would feel good if I wasn't so tired, at least I'm not talking to ghosts yet!!
-- Post From My iPhone
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