I’ve just got out of a bath that was as hot as I could stand it. I’m taking deep breaths. Headphones in. Music on. Notebooks to hand.
Tonight’s aim: to write until I reach that blissful place where I’m so embroiled in someone else’s world that I can’t remember anything about my own. And then remain there for as long as I can.
Slightly worried that if I don’t, I might lose it.









