Limbo

I grabbed a few hours sleep on Gareth’s floor.

These days Barry’s often round at Jason and Ade’s flat on Ewart Place taking drugs. He said Jason gets through £10 worth of heroin a week, smoking it in dragons, although now there’s some talk of ‘jacking it’ for the “better hit.”

Few other events of any significance have punctuated the fabric of my life since I returned from Calverdale. My homelessness dominates all aspects of my thought: in fact it subdues them, because I can’t think clearly or in any settled fashion while I’m in this limbo.