Listening: World Spins Madly On by The Weepies

Woke up and wished that I was dead. With an aching in my head, I lay motionless in bed. I thought of you and where you’d gone. Let the world spin madly on.


Things I am queasy about No1

Things I am queasy about No1: Blood splattered everywhere

It didn’t help when I tried to pick up the broken crystal chunks strewn around and caught a whiff of the bloodsoaked rag.