Self-inflicted Exile

(Impending pictures)

Wretched
1. In a deplorable state of distress or misfortune; miserable: "the wretched prisoners huddling in the stinking cages" (George Orwell).
2. Characterized by or attended with misery or woe: a wretched life.
3. Of a poor or mean character; dismal: a wretched building.
4. Contemptible; despicable: wretched treatment of the patients.
5. Of very inferior quality: wretched

There's not enough hours in the day to do the things I want to do before I leave, every minute is scheduled with people and places I have to see before I go.

I can't explain why I feel so wretched at the moment, I found out the Hacienda is opening again at the end of the month. This is a Momentous occasion for the Manchester music scene and I'm not going to be there to witness it, I feel like already I am out of the loop. This city doesn't wait for anyone.

Being a street urchin, this city has bought me up and taught me valuable lessons. These streets were my playground for so long, I know them like the fine lines on my palm. Being Mancunian isn't just a label or a crappy accent, its a swagger in a young mans walk, it's the belief you can do anything you want, it's where even the lower dregs of society can have a voice, its the confidence in knowing you belong to an impressive history.

I can't find the words as to what I am feeling right now, I want to undo everything. Undo! Undo goddammit! I wish there was a ctrl Z button for life choices.

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