I feel like writing a long ass post.
I am in bed drinking disgusting Nescafé out of a paper cup. I just listened to Doves “Winter Hill”.
I live in a city called Manchester. My friend LM said Manchester was a magical mythical place a bit like San Francisco.
I am thinking of going vegetarian.
The company I work for might have some credit with a Ghanaian airline which could mean a trip to West Africa. They have these rope walkways in trees.
This iPad isn’t charging.
Maybe it wasn’t a long ass post after all. 
