composed letters or texts over and over and not sent them...
its like a compulsion at the moment and i feel really stressed

and i am just kind of stuck

it is beautiful out and i have put a camera in my pocket but so far no need to snap away

no need for much as my stomach just burns

i feel like i am cooking from the inside out

my phone has rung with nice friends but i do not anwer it because no point in sharing this with them. my mother rang to say holland park was so beautiful today and i was bright with her and closed the phone and wanted to collapse.

i can not get enough oxygen in my lungs to release the tightness of my chest

and actually i think its better i close this and go walk and let some sun shine and vitamin d work some magic

i feel so foolish