Am I near it?

'I don't know how more people haven't got mental health problems, thinking is one of THE most stressful things I've ever come across and not being able to articulate what I want to say drives me crazy. I think I should read some more books, learn some new words; my sister used to read the dictionary and I'm gonna start with that.

I'd like to travel, I want to see India and the pyramids, a whale and that race with all the bicycles in France. I'm not sure about rivers, they scare me but I love swimming, I'm good at it and when I swim I count the laps and this helps me relax.

When I was younger I saw a house burn down and I walked past it for the next 6 years; derelict, black, chalky and dangerous. I wondered if squatters lived there, I'm still not sure but I know there were never any parties 'coz it was a shithole. After a while the council got round to tidying up the town. They decided it was an eyesore, and so they tore it down. Behind the house was a wall with a few bits of crappy graffiti and the world C*** written in giant letters, and now I walk past that.

I like going to the park, I like walking through it. I like taking my dogs there, and friends and I like being alone.

I like being able to shout but I wish I could be quiet. When I'm quiet people just think I'm sad and usually I am.

Sometimes when I'm at a really noisy train station, one of the ones with the big, fat trains like Kings Cross I feel like putting down my bags and shouting things out because I've got something to say.

Don't you want to share the guilt?'

Summer is good, jury service is okay, I passed my second year and will commence my third in September. I'm looking forward to the festivals and to my holiday. I'm looking forward to random trips and days and nights out with my friends.

Goodbye.