Finally gave in and bought six bottles of lager. I'm not seeing my son tomorrow so I decide to self medicate with cheaply. I'm a fish out of water floating in between living at mums and moving to house. I can't float totally free because of mum etc being around. The voices are whispering telling me to destroy myself or buy things I can't afford or both. 
Fuck those voices for now... I'm not alone yet.,
I'm in a transitional waiting room of life. The Walls are free of advertisements and time seems to stretch to irrational length, but otherwise I am ok. 
This is how I imagine Arizona.