Hiatus is an overused term nowadays.
I feel that I’ve lost something important, my zing or mojo or whatever. Maybe I didn’t even have it in the first place.
I want to feel wanted again. I want to feel needed again. I want to be close to somebody and have somebody want to be close to me.
I will shut myself out, for the duration of my service. And when I come back, I’ll see.
I must keep telling myself not to do anything unnecessarily.
Where is the ferry?
I’m growin’ weary…
unnecessarily
in this life of mine.
To be continued on my guitar back in camp.
The sun will fail the birds will faint for us, for you and me ah
Booking in at 1850 and I am so angry ah
