sweaty dance club floor. suddenly i knew it was all going to end up horribly wrong and be a complete disaster, i can hear his words still to this day …. “sorry to hear your mum died” (two weeks previous) as he hugged me tight and cried into my ear ……. it was all down hill from there on ….. and when i say downhill i mean downhill.
i will never forget that nightmare experience, ever.
making a point, although you may think that some of my ‘passages of time’ may seem a little strange, believe me, its got nothing to do with any form of drug, its only myself trying to 