There was a power inside the idea of being alone. It was a statement of belief. If I feed the doubt it will surely destroy me. I must embrace the contradiction I feel and build on it. I told mother I wanted to see if my mechanical skills could be linked to sufficient depth of feeling - which was a nice way of saying I wanted to be utterly alone.
Clouds bend around the bowl of the sky.
It's still my favourite. No one knows I come here. They think I'm not the tree climbing type. A burst of red light on the Prodigy. If I fell and broke myself on the ground I would lie down there until morning.