This letter was written to me by J but never sent. It is 2 typed A4 pages with handwritten notes, scribbles and corrections all over it. It makes me wonder if he rough drafted and proofed every letter before he sent it to me. On the back of the last page are his handwritten notes. If only he had sent it. Would I have done … Continue reading I have an utter loathing of obligation.
Monday, 7 August 1995 10:32am Hey Sis, new week, riding it in a good mood, it’s lasted all day so far. It’s lasted the weekend as a matter of fact. Friday night was drinks at “Klicks”, the first under the new non-smoking rule. The place was nearly deserted. I didn’t mind, it’s not like I ever socialize with any of the tower-block automatons anyway, just … Continue reading Drunken shenanigans and shining, blinding, beautiful optimism.
J’s Diary Entry Sunday 7 May, 1995 Spent the day washing clothes and reading. Finished off that Chopper Read book. Almost poignant at the end. I told Leah she could stay another week – she was packing everything up after yesterday’s foul mood. It’s good, I can use the money. I’ve decided to get my licence – for real this time. I have goals in … Continue reading I feel silly, but this is exciting to me – independence!