Full Circle (Again)

Fuck am I in a terrible mood today. I'm tired and my left ear is clogged and our shower is clogged and our neighbour's food is coming up our shower drain and it stinks and I can't take a shower and yesterday it took us almost thirteen fucking hours to get home from London because the trains to Standstead Airport weren't running and we missed our flight and had to fly to Montpellier and then wait an hour for the train then it took another four hours to get home and today it's cloudy and I have to get up early to teach tomorrow and I don't feel like teaching anymore and our stupid landlord just came by with some building union guys to check out the plumbing situation and I couldn't understand anything they were saying and they were all laughing and joking around and I wanted to kill them all and I have to fill out some insurance forms that I can't read and then mail them to the insurance company and I'm not sure why I have to do this and another plumber is supposedly coming by before noon to take a look but I'm not holding my breath and there is nothing to eat and our stupid kettle has all this calcium stuck to the bottom and there's all this white shit floating around in my mug and I hate my hair and I miss my friends and I'm reading 'A Million Little Pieces' and it's making me think about someone that I love but didn't realize how much until they were gone and I feel guilty about being angry and not being there or doing all I could and they were so sick and I just couldn't handle it and it makes me so sad but I bought Fink's 'Biscuits for Breakfast' in London and I'm listening to it right now and it's smooth and lazy and honest and beautiful and I also bought the new Nightmares on Wax and the new Red Hot Chili Peppers and the new Tool and Jack Johnson's 'Brushfire Fairytales' (on vinyl) and I got to hang out in the great big city for a few days and speak English and drink pints and eat wine gums and see Pickles and Billy No Mates who I met in Cuba five years ago and we ate great food and had lots of laughs and I bought some books and Billy No Mates gave me a few more which is great because I haven't been reading enough and I'm gonna go for a nice long run up in the mountains this afternoon even though it's raining hard and when I tap on my skull with my fist it sounds all echoey and hollow like a coconut and it makes me laugh.