So after my brother moved to Copenhagen, I listen to the new Radiohead album on the coach to work. He's set up a travel blog because he'll be living out there, and working, for six months. I've decided to start writing one too; mainly because I like to procrastinate, but also because I really should write more! A lot more! I've got a degree in creative writing and it was always encouraged that as a 'writer' one should write wherever and whenever, and as often as possible. So hopefully this blog will aid that. Thoughts pouring from my brain like soup out of a can. Some of my thoughts have that thick gelatinous edge too, that goop that settles during transit. So this isn't really for you to be reading you nosey f***er, but rather for me to be writing.
I had a nightmare two nights ago. I can't actually remember dreaming it, but I know what it was, and I certainly remember waking up in a sweat with my heart racing. Suppose it was just a night terror really. Sleep paralysis that I fought against in a semi-conscious state. I thought someone had took a photograph of me in my sleep, and I was absolutely convinced I saw the white flash through my eyelids as I slept, then, whomever took this photo of me proceeded to beat me up. Thought it'd be a good idea for some kind of gratuitously violent film, then thought Danny Dyer could star in it because it's a pretty w*** idea for a film, but he wouldn't know that, and would probably relish taking pictures of sleeping men before beating them off... I mean up...
At the foot of the motorway now and I'm thinking I should maybe save this blog where it's at in case my iPhone crashes, which it has a tendency to do. Highlight, select all, copy....