Walking The Walk of The Undead

No sleep again today, walking around in China like you’re in a dream.
Everything is surreal, stark and at an angle that doesn’t make sense.

Sleep deprivation tends to put the mufflers on the exhaust and at the same time give a spaced
out clarity to where you are. Divorced from the culture, the people, the society.
Not belonging anywhere, a nomad born into the dark musical side of creativity, makes you feel set apart wherever you go.

Sometimes the streets have the feel of the Uk, but the atmosphere and staring, accusing and sometimes intrigued eyes
let you know that there are miles to go before you sleep….

The nuclear batteries need a recharge, so power down and see you soon….