I've been awake now for more than 24 hours, with not much rest in between. What would please me more
than anything else is to go to stage crew tomorrow and get to see Liam, as well as the others, but
to be frank I don't think I'm going to make it.
He is my friend, and a really good friend at that. But we don't always get what we want.
I can feel myself slip sliding away. It's the small hours of the morning, its five in the morning, and
here I am typing to you? To who? Talking to myself again am I?
This room is incredible. It goes on forever. I'm contemplating making a coffee table of sorts using
board that I've had for some time. Got to figure out what wood to use, I'm going to do that now...
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