It’s now 3.20am.
Crashed out after a grand – but lonesome – day in Belfast. Pride Belfast was amazing: so many young people, some older generations too, wrapped in the rainbow flags of equality for all.
And it’s still real tough for me getting used to the idea that the people I see around me, having cool fun and joyously enjoying each other, never will be something I can share; except from afar.
Yeah. And, in fact, I didn’t even end up with a lonesome pint of Guinness. But I did have a fab meal in a fab place I will return to for sure: Tedfords Kitchen.
And though I must return by myself, if myself it must be, I shall return.
And though as I write these lines I shed a tear or two of serious loneliness, in some cases life offers nothing else; and so in my case, this is one; and whilst it’s a goddamn shame, a goddamn lonely life is better than no life at all. Right?