It’s very hard for me to write when I don’t feel well, especially when I have jet-lag and feel brain-dead, but I’ve felt like this for weeks now. Like I’ve been hit round the head with a giant rubber club. I have tinnitus 24 hours a day, excruciating eye pain, my torso feels like it’s been trampled on, I feel sick, I can’t eat and I’m bleeding. In fact, when I’m not asleep I’m spilling blood all over Australia. The bleeding wound, a never-ending memory.
I just been to see the doctor, I have another ton of antibiotics and told I’m basically full of shit.
