27-08-2013. This place is hell to me, overhere, they didn't like me performing Martin Ludenhoff's "Minor blues licks", I had slept badly outside, had used narcatics and drank beer the evening before, was happy to be able to fall asleep nevertheless, for nothing I do helps. For example not finding my as dead reported mother again, and not happy with the company of other people, for formost I would have liked to play for my mother, for we would not be able to get me to know who my real father had been, and I would be happy with her, I only use guitars that I don't own, for I am not happy or rich or lucky enough. I concluded that the only coïncidental audience that I had, would have something against Minor blues licks. Or maybe they don't mind offending me.
