This morning

Fags and coffee first thing as usual. It's a bit cooler and cloudier today, and very comfortable. When I got to the library I found another email from the local press, urging someone to get in contact with them, as they had already contacted the police. Typically the message that I sent yesterday to three people at the house hadn't even been read. I really don't know why I bother. That's the story of my life. I try really hard, and then other people let me down. I have come to realise over the years that there are very few people who can be trusted.