Something Dark

I spend all day in bed today. All day. I can’t get out. It’s not tiredness. It’s somethingelse. Something Dark.  My radio series begins on radio four this afternoon but I can’t bring myself to listen to it. Not to myself. Not now. Not at all.  It’s the end of the day and I realise that I should have been At The Royal Opera Housetoday  reading at a  conference forEuropeace, regarding violence and young people.  This month I have not showed up to three readings. I have lost thousands of pounds of work this month.