Hi Haggis.
Have you managed to fix your roof yet?
Lately I've been putting more on my plate than I can eat, but instead of feeling the usual exhaustion, it's like a shot of energy. I want to do everything. Oh god, Haggis, you know I've always wanted to do everything. I want to fill my mouth with experiences, I want to vomit them up like cheap vodka in a dive bar you've been dragged into at night. I want to experience the next day's hangover, promise myself it won't happen again, and repeat it over and over until I rot.Have you fixed your roof yet?
If you need help, let me know.
I miss you.