Today I HATE

• My current involuntary mood swings.

• Living with a single parent, and for being such a burden on my mother who works seven days a week to keep me alive.
• The bank shutting at four instead of five, so now I have no money.
• Suffering from at least ten (out of the twenty-six) side-effects of my current medication.
• The element of loneliness that follows me around.
• Divulging information about an irritating rash to the doctor.
• Feeling my body ache through and through, as if I’m ageing twenty times too fast.
• Eating. It is becoming such a chore. I wish eating was never invented.

But I LOVE

• Beth Gibbons’ Show.

• The photograph of Brighton Boy hanging from a post-it note on my spring yellow wall.
• The prospect of going to meet a very kind man named Doug, who is renting a studio out for B. Boy and I to visit (plus a model, wahey.)
• Sitting on the floor in pet shops, poking my hands through wire and stroking red-eyed bunnies. (Can we have one, mummy? No.)
• The thought of Saturday evenings.
• Bed.
• Him.