Journal Of A Desperate Man – Original Draft.

I decided I should write it down, before it was too late…… I was in the bathroom, trying to scrape the encrusted blood and sticky residue of cocaine from my nostrils. I grinned at my reflection in the mirror. I was distracted from my stained teeth, by my grey complexion. The whites of my eyes were blood shot and yellowing. …

Start!

Monday, 10th December 2018. 10.20 London’s great isn’t it? No. Not really! It’s ok. I’m just having a work related hatred moment. I like it sometimes but when I’m wandering about looking for an electrical wholesaler around Oxford/Regent Street in the freezing cold, I’m less than keen. Not long now. A couple of weeks and wandering days will be over. …

Whispers In The Dark.

Wednesday, 5th December 2018. 18.31 There is always a small, glimmering light. Even at the end of the darkest of tunnels. I say this, because, I’ve been too far down the rabbit hole. Seen truths that I’d rather not have seen. But then, all of a sudden, there’s the glimmer. I officially got offered a permanent job today. The money …

Exactly What I’d Expect.

Friday, 30th November 2018. 14.16 I woke up late. I know this because the first words my mum said was, “I’m going into town. I’ve been up for hours!“. I then received various calls. Face to face job interview for the job in Chertsey. Monday morning, 9.30am. Interview for network supervisor. Camberley. Tuesday, 16.30. Its kinda productive, for me. Even …