It's been close to 2 years since that first day of diffused suffocation...climbing out of an abyss was no easy fete,for the most part, I wanted out,but there was a thin thread enveloping me, whispering 'stay'.
Hitting the wall, giving myself up to The Block,what I laughingly described to my friends as 'taking a sabbatical' for lack of a better excuse,,has actually been edifying. Music now tastes like sunsets and sex, the fog rolling in feels like a canvas surfing the light..yah, I could cry..what a long fuckin anemic 2 years...