I can feel the soil falling over my head
2002-05-06 || 10:21 a.m.

I want to write something in here but not yet.

I have been in bed for 12 hours but I've only spent about 5 of them asleep.

The rest of the time I just had things going round in my head. Stuff that has happened. Stuff that I can't help thinking about. Things that in bed, at night, sound really good and then when I want to write them down. Inarticulacy.

I'm going to get dressed. Let the rabbits out. Take Dylan for a walk. Try to get my thoughts straight. And write something later.