I just bowl along

Few things come to pass & then you realise you're back at that particular stage of the relationship "cycle", as I'm unsure whether to even do the usual recovery strategies & tactics I've developed to draw out something that really should just be perhaps taken in the back yard & sh0t...

You never know, I've been here before. It's been better though, for sure. My daughter is everything & so much, a treasure of indescribable worth of love & hope & better.

I myself, have certainly felt much better. Driven to take all contract work i can, in the name of staying solvent and keep the art on the boil, teach class to pay the bills & write a new edition of my other bestseller, I realised long ago, that we were heading for some cracking, again, but perhaps - and hopefully not me, this time. I don't want anybody to crack, so maybe it's the bond, there that's served its purpose.

I went to the pharmacy to get my ongoing fix of various pharmaceutical products, the REALLY legal AND FREE "highs" the NHS gives away for free, to me & anybody else requiring mood-medication of some kind, during the rigors of life's events. 

Aside from the fact that I know i haven't renewed my NHS card & this rather bitter-porridge-faced lady seems to wanna give me some kind'v attitude about it, I really don't like this town I'm living in. There's a meanness & nastiness about some people & it's funny, but while writing this, I've realised it's not so bad.

A colleague from the middle east told me today, that I over think things. This citalopram withdrawal doesn't help. There's a whole listv shit that might occur during the melatonin - making happy pill withdrawal. I'll just attach it to the post, now. 

Yeah I found the other part, too. Well I've had all these side effects, in alternating amounts for the last 3 weeks. All, apart from the electric shocks (?) - I KNOWWWW..