Well the day improved. I am finding putting my thoughts and feelings into words very difficult and quite an emotionally charged journey. I am revisiting songs from the period, and the smells of the burner – bring back the long-solitary sleepless nights I had through other things. I still feel very traumatised by what has been. But it is good source material to allow me to live Karla’s feelings. Difficult though to render the unreal to real, without involving real personalities.
The unravelling of junk corners on the computer was very productive, but at 9.30 I need to sleep now. Exhaustion is taking over, and my eyes are burning.
Back to work tomorrow.