I woke up today with the most severe cramp in my leg. Is it a sign? The fatted calf pays me back - I feel ill in July when I want to die in April.
508 Is a very large number that probably leads me nowhere. I drove to work today, counting how many raindrops can slide down the windscreen in-between the wiper cycle. When it stops raining I will open my glove compartment, check my route map and head to where the next number guides me, it's a lonely crazy drive and my fuel is low. Turn on the radio, I want to hear Victoria Derbyshire. She comes from Bolton, thats not far from where I was heading. But she is only a voice in my head, I need a real friend, maybe I should just play chess. My leg hurts. My eyes are sore, my heart aches, my head spins. Too much driving, too much comfort eating. Too little trust
where is reverse?
