Spent the night in an empty Heathrow, very weird and lonely but life slowly returned to Terminal 4 and is beginning to buzz again. Guitar and bag checked in and I am waiting for my flight with a growing sense of excitement. I have also only had four hours sleep in twenty four and I am now slowly beginning to remember what it was like to not be stressed. I'd better sign off for a while because my body is about to slump and I don't think I can stop it. Hey, I forgot, I am going to Brazil I've been so busy planning that I havezzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
Monday, 10 February 2014
As Heathrow wakes up, I fall asleep
Labels:
Autobiographic,
Music,
Newtown Neurotics,
Punk,
The Neurotics
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