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Music: play list No.8 (yes, every day and night…)
Mood: on the edge

Been trying to write something sensible for a few days… or write something – anything that comes up in my mind. But, hm, it’s getting too much for my little grey cells up here, I just can’t concentrate myself on my own thoughts. I know, the problems and worries are to be solved just one for one… And most of the worries are for nothing actually… all I need to do is just calm down and, most of all, NOT to think too much.

ONE thing I know now is that…. I must NOT confuse attention with affection… I have learned my lessons about it by now.

Gosh, I really need a break, have to get out of here.. even for a weekend.. only for a moment…. Otherwise I’d explode…

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Sister Morphine
(Rolling Stones)

Here I lie in my hospital bed
Tell me, Sister Morphine, when are you coming round again?
Oh, I don’t think I could wait that long
Oh, you see that I’m not that strong

The scream of the ambulance is sounding in my ears
Tell me, Sister Morphine, how long have I been lying here?
What am I doing in this place?
Why does the doctor have no face?
Oh, I can’t crawl across the floor
Ah, can’t you see, Sister Morphine, I’m trying to score

Well, it just goes to show
Things are not what they seem
Please, Sister Morphine, turn my nightmares into dreams
Oh, can’t you see I’m fading fast?
And that this shot will be my last

Sweet cousin Cocaine, lay your cool, cool hand on my head
Ah, come on, Sister Morphine, you better make up my bed
’Cause you know and I know in the morning I’ll be dead
Yeah, and you can sit around, yeah and you can watch all the
Clean white sheets stained red.

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written by M. Jagger/K. Richards/M. Faithfull