Been a while

Hi Luke. Sorry it's been so long since we last spoke. 

I have been in a bit of a funk. I keep thinking about death. In fact, I keep dreaming about it. Sometimes, I wake up and just get out of bed incase I go back to that dream again. A little bit shitty. I would say I don't know why, but it's kind of obvious.

You talked about dying every day for a long time and then you died. So, does me thinking about it, mean that I'm about to die? I don't really want to. Sometimes I lay in bed and wondering if this is the time it will happen. 

Anyway, what's been happening lately? First of all, your flat is now being refurbished by the council. A couple of weeks ago, they were emptying your flat into the back of a huge van. Some bloke was breaking up your stuff with a hammer. At one point he was shouting to his colleague that its all just junk. Slightly insensitive, if you ask me. I had to seek solace with Vinnies mum for a couple of hours, as it really upset me. 

Then, the next day, the RSPCA was outside your front door, holding a small pet container. Apparently, the men who were emptying your flat, found your snake. It had returned after 3 months and hone to sleep in it's tank. No idea where it's been all this time. Probably having a banquet up in the loft. One of RSPCA women seemed quite nervous. Maybe its was because I was naked. 

The painters were in all of last week, and week before was the electrician. I've no idea what they were doing. Probably painting over the mold. That's the council way. 

Oh yeah, while I'm on the subject of the simple council folk. We have all been told to take out door cameras down, as it's an invasion of privacy. It seems that someone is complaining to the council about people in this building. Ironic that they are being so petty, considering all the shit that went down when you lived here. No-one complained about the drugs, violence, shouting, knife fights, drunken behaviour, to name a few. But I leave a table outside my from door for a few days and the council are all over that. I hope they don't find out about my GROW. (a joke). haha.

The flat downstairs is now occupied. Not sure if I told you. She moved into Trina's flat a couple of weeks after you left me. She's a nice girl. I've tried to be there for her a bit when she needs me. Before she moved in I was adamant that I was having nothing to do with any new tenants, but she needed my help, and I can't turn my back on people in need. I guess that's my Kryptonite.  

There is loads more I could tell you, but right now I need to go to the garage and get some milk. Can you believe I got a food delivery about 3 days a go and the mild is already out of date. Its's the good mile that usually had a few weeks on it. Really annoyed me. Anyway, that's enough moaning from me. Speak soon. xx