white strikes back...

I'm tired.

One hot day, so it is. The heat does my head in. one of the reasons why I love Scotland... the cold days, the long winter. I'm still without an agenda for anything. Even to write to people I've been meaning to for ages. It's come and go from and to the Hospital. I think worse than being ill, it's to see somebody you love (or anybody really) ill and not being able to do anything about it. all that and the heat now... makes me want to scream and yell. Not one of the best times, but hey, everything it'll be fine, I know it.

Hospital, everybody wearing white, trying to look strong but feeling weak inside. maybe i had that thought in the back of my head when took this picture...

Countdown for calming down please.