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woke up here
wishing i hadn't
occasionally i think i'll make a creative decision to stay somewhere out of my usual comfort zone and class, then regret it
i mean 'class' as in CLASSY
this parlour was not classy
to be fair to myself my options at 1.30am this morning were pretty ltd
(i like to identify as working class but actually don't agree with a class system: we are all equal: some of us just work harder for our money)
woke up early, exhausted, in a flood of clarity about 'selfie society' and how if we were all less self-obsessed, and thought more about OTHER people, society could heal.
i thought my room smelled of B.O. last night but realised this morning that the hole (sic) of Watford's gap smells of bad ass and that farmers had been spreading our collective waste over their fields
despite this i thought id go for double whammy of sickness and my my once-every three-years McDonalds for breakfast
drove to Manchester
met Joe at the station nd relocated to a voluminous studio in Salford
and photographed charming, Swiss footballer, Alisha Lehmann for a while
and then dropped Joe back to station and myself back to kent 5.5hrs drive later: oof