I used to be so good at keeping my lips sealed when it came to secrets, especially the confidences & closet skeletons of others. Now I have a secret of my own & it is driving me crazy that I can't tell anyone about it.
I have thought of trying distraction therapy such as taking gulps of warm southern English beer or sticking sharp things in my eyes, I think both are probably too drastic.
If I don't get this secret out soon I will burst. Trouble is I have to keep it zipped & my thoughts to myself.
I an effort to fool myself in to thinking I had no secret; I took Speck & Lunchbox to the local shopping mall. As a Yorkshireman the removal of dollars from my wallet does serve as a great shock, therefore taking my mind away from my secret for a while.
Listening to:
Adele
Vampire Weekend
Tim Finn
Yellow jackets
Buena Vista Social Club
2 comments:
It's harder to keep your own secrets than it is to keep those of others, for me at least. Which is why I blog!
Spill the beans Dave. I hope it's good news. Did u get my email?
Read your latest blog Dave. Sorry to hear you have been fighting depression for a while. I can totally relate, I have had many dark periods since leaving Yorkshire too. Wish I could share a beer with you , or a doobie my old friend! Take a holiday ! Visit Canada.
Steve Jones
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