Knackered. Spent. Fried. Fucked.

I’m going to sit down with my notepad and casually work away at a few wee things over the next week or so. I’ve burnt myself out. I’ve been carrying bricks in my rucksack and I need to have a snooze at the side of the road for a little bit.

The rebuilding of Rome can wait a little longer.


3 thoughts on “Knackered. Spent. Fried. Fucked.

  1. katja says:

    Take all the time you need. I hope you can get rid of the ballast very fast and that you feel better soon!

    Nice interview by the way!

  2. katja says:

    Oh, and this is how I chill:

    I know you don’t like hip hop very much, but maybe it helps a little. This song makes me feel better again and again.

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