The beginning
Hi.
This is were all this begin. I don't know if it's going to be here for long or not.
Maybe tomorrow I start thinking "What the hell I was thinking about?" again. I'm like this.
The fact is today I'm feeling quite sad and strange. It seems like my psychological health is not very well. I'm trying to get used to it.
Last Saturday I saw the last gig Orbital did in Spain, for they're splitting. I'm a HUGE fan of them and, although I managed to meet Phil Hartnoll and have a photo and an autograph, I felt VERY sad 'cause I knew as I was spectating that marvelous performance it will be my last time enjoying their music live. I nearly cried. I cried for sure but it was inside stuff. BTW.... an amazing gig by the Hartnoll Bros. as always. I'm gonna miss it big time.
That and the fact of today being Monday, I've always hated Mondays, has pushed me to sadness again.
This sadness has pushed me to write. You know this is one of those days were you just want to keep all your feelings for yourself and remember forever how you're feeling.
Ok... I think that's enough for today. The day itself was a crappy day, still not finished though, but a fucking working Monday of July.
I need to express myself.
I'll miss you boys.
This is were all this begin. I don't know if it's going to be here for long or not.
Maybe tomorrow I start thinking "What the hell I was thinking about?" again. I'm like this.
The fact is today I'm feeling quite sad and strange. It seems like my psychological health is not very well. I'm trying to get used to it.
Last Saturday I saw the last gig Orbital did in Spain, for they're splitting. I'm a HUGE fan of them and, although I managed to meet Phil Hartnoll and have a photo and an autograph, I felt VERY sad 'cause I knew as I was spectating that marvelous performance it will be my last time enjoying their music live. I nearly cried. I cried for sure but it was inside stuff. BTW.... an amazing gig by the Hartnoll Bros. as always. I'm gonna miss it big time.
That and the fact of today being Monday, I've always hated Mondays, has pushed me to sadness again.
This sadness has pushed me to write. You know this is one of those days were you just want to keep all your feelings for yourself and remember forever how you're feeling.
Ok... I think that's enough for today. The day itself was a crappy day, still not finished though, but a fucking working Monday of July.
I need to express myself.
I'll miss you boys.