I can't stop eating. Seriously, is it Winter? I like Winter. I like rain, thunder, fog, jackets and watching pretty girls make me hot drinks at cafes. I think I have developed Trent Reznor's 'void'; Physically, emotionally and financially. It needs to be filled, so I fill it with food.
I'm stunned at the food I'm eating. Whole loves of bread a day, Pizza's 2 inches thick, corn chips, ice cream, toast, more toast, more ice cream and a bottle of wine. Every day.
Melbourne soon. Should probably book the tickets.
My favourite time of day
Is the last half hour before sleep.
Smoking on the deck, the rain falls on everything
But me and the Devil's cigarette.
As if to tell me
"Enjoy your time alone"
The water will protect me like a lullaby,
Seldom so pretty.
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