I'm mad. In need of mental help. I have been for some time. Quite possibly forever. People say that talking to yourself is the first sign, in which case I'm so very guilty. What is a bit more worrying is when people tell you that talking to yourself is the first sign of madness only for there not actually to be any people talking to you. I'm possibly guilty of this as well. I know I'm guilty of liking peanut butter but not peanuts. Of deciding to be an artist. Of trying to make a career of being an artist. I'm lucky to have not been lock up for that. Its rather mandatory. I'm still on the run for obsessively watching a certain tv program that was no longer being made as a kid. I can still remember the looks I got at school. I probably shouldnt have turned up dressed as Tom Baker, full hat, coat, scarf and complete with Jelly Babies. I'm sure this didnt help my case for being a normal human being. Today contained another moment. Money is tight. Specially when no one buys your work. (Please buy things..... please.) But when you are suddenly faced with a Silent and a Cybermat at a really good price you take them and say that starvation isn't that bad really. This isn't insane at all. Nope. Not one bit. It certainly isn't if your dressed as Tom Baker at the time.
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Matt King
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March 2014
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