Going Gonzo – Trapped

Tuesday, 2nd April 2019.

Evening.

Get up.

Go to work.

Work.

Come home.

Have dinner.

Lay in bed.

Drink.

Smoke.

Eat junk food.

Watch shit.

Sleep.

Repeat.


Thursday, 4th April 2019.

18.55

I’ve managed to do something other than sleep this evening. I managed to go and visit Carter. It may not seem like much but I thought I was going to die yesterday. Not by my hand, but just die. By the the hand of god. Or Geoff. Or whatever he calls himself these days.

Weird.

I think I was just kidding myself. There are downsides to immortality.

I’d have been happy to drift away. Be forgotten.

I’m just not that lucky.

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