ant stop until Im empty. Im glad Martin pulled me outside. I needed stopping. I need stopping a lot. So I told myself t from t point on I o be more a person out of t to s; I s to ask yle.

    Martin  spare at me, told me I c, and asked me  said, Yes, sir, and, No, sir, and, Very sorry, sir, and I looked at t, not at  to ssied, ouc ts told  I o stop being me, and t no one  knoo say to t. I didnt  to get sick of me. People do get sick of me, Ive noticed.

    C sick of me, for example. And I really need t not to   too mucoo strong too quickly, and  scared. Like t tate Modern? t ely a mistake. Because tuff is all ense and so on, but just because tuff is all ense, t s  t I  all ense. t e beed until  outside and finis tures and installations before I  off on one. I t sick of me, too.

    Also, t migra e beoo. Or maybe t inappropriate, because ion some time, but t rigime (s C nig I  really mature enougo be a mot by yelling my   of proved it for him.

    So anyin  mental at me for a o sured. s   sand enoug.  I understood  it  and anding outside a party full of people  kno someone else  knoting on a roof t killing ed uation I o live. I  over and put my  me as if I ation and   of some description - not a romantic Ross-and-Racype moment (as if), but a Moment of Sanding. But terrupted, and t passed.

    JJ  I  to tell you about my old band - I guess because Id started to t tarted out being called Big Pink, as a tribute to t t ed te toget up until t  like t any more. And Bi