20 May DAY 01
My day doesn’t seem to run from the first ray to the last one,
my day enters with a feeling. It doesn’t end until it’s felt. It was a
long day. I worried it wouldn’t end or end in disaster.
I became disaster.
When there is too much going on, you have to. Adrenaline starts
spinning, left to right. There’s a certain kind of rush in it. There’s
a certain kind of madness to it.