Friday, 20 February 2009
The Party's Over Now
So: the party's over.
Well, when I say 'party', I mean, 'strange psychological journey'.
When I say 'strange psychological journey', I mean 'twenty years feeling like I couldn't get out of my own front door because somebody else's tickertape parade was passing by my house'.
I have a lot of tidying up to do. Then I can get on with being an adolescent again, like before I was interrupted. Except this time, I won't need to use a Fake ID.