+Tonight, David Lynch died. His lungs burnt up just like the trees in California. The news comes by way of a video of a parody talking fish On Instagram - just as he'd have intended. I'm on the way to the cinema. After the screening, at Waxy's, we're outside and the film colorist hands me one. This will be my last.+
+Ple Ca Vu at Brick Lane coffee shop, discussing M with Y. and R. and F.C. It's all fab until the usuals start playing fishing videos on the projector. Guys in Bengal rivrs with trophy trout as big as their arms, flashing them up the camera. Y. passes me a Double Happiness. Gifts from I.C's time in China. I'm thinking of somewhere else.+
+At Brick Lane coffee shop with I.S., and the evil is near us. It's so near, i want to grab it but Go won't let me. Not this time at least.+
+He's at The Jugged Hare. SHe's gone off to the toilet and he stares back at the menu. Dry January. A text from the group chat - lol. Soda water should fix this itch - it doesn't. Maybe that wrecthed 0.0%, no that doesn't either. He takes a sip of the tap water. What am I doing here?+
+Every day I spend in this wretched hellhole, is everyday that I see my life flushing down the drain.+
+2.17 am going to a big cinema for the first time in a few years, very depressing, very depressed. bad movie and badder crowd. I see why this business isn't viable, people suck and there's a small number of people who make things worse for everyone.+
+b2b dalston days of mizry and hope+
+Moving The table again in new conditions to F.'s. +
+Tarot +
+You only sing when youre winning b +
+Moving table from Bethnal Green with X. and I.C. So much can happen here b+
+Table read for the new film with V, Young Maestro and J. I'd love to dance soon. +
+If I had to choose a religion, the sun as the universal giver of life would be my god.+
+Hump Day in Moorgate. January, so it means that after the rain, there's no tourists, no cityseekers or Jack The Ripper fans, just the regular 4HL's emerging from the subterranean offices underground or the lofty glass cages in the sky to eat a slop bowl of grains, seeds, and advertised protein. The entire street is deserted, barring the Koreans who still shop at All Saints. He bought one too many Christmas gifts, so he's sat on a Lime bike with a backpack full of hot food from the Thai place. It's being charged by the minute, he better be fast; everything works by the minute in this town.
+Did I tell you that I missed you?+
+January means contracts, a lot of contracts, a lot of looking over legal agreements and optimisim, false or not. Looking at the end of the year in maxims that won't make sense until fully resolved..+
+French House, under rain with the boys from high school. A buddy of mine shows up and says he's getting married. No time ever feels just right, now is the best solution.+
+xx+
+Winter+
+We created another flowchart. Run away or face it all. But to face it, I need more courage. I'm afraid. I can admit I'm very afraid of everything.+
+We made a bet on if it was going to snow tonight, it looks like I'm going to win. I've never lost a bet yet.+
+Sushi with Young Maestro, discussing the evil of the world. We all have the propensity, the year is to embrace all the evil and all the good. All of it. Just dance all of it out in the fire.+
+Watching the fireworks pop and fizzle over the sea in Southend. The sound of the waves crashing against the docks, spraying us with sea foam and the smell of the salt washing over me. So many miles for this moment. So many memories to burn in the trash. So many more to be created in the windowpane. And I know that all that matters is tomorrow, that's why everything else isn't real.+