Its pretty rare that we go out at this time of day but now we have to stay in for delivery I'm incredibly bored. Not enough to face essay just yet though.
The meds maybe are losing up my memories and its not all floods of incest and avalauches of pain. I'm remember ing other stuff, like good conversations, good sex and most importantly memories of being me with a memory. I find it so hard to imagine myself being able to discuss it properly without too much vagueness and total lack of clarity.
Was looking on match.com. None of them are the bloke whoes probably going home to Nigeria. Ach well I'm probably not ready anyway, but I never will be without trying.