I only did it because of the belfast poetry massacre and what went on at the birmingham conservatoire at the goblin market and city of angles. We all in some way need a mentor to aspire to or at least inspire us. I would of my own devices not do anything other than vegetate under a coffee shop awning waiting for something to happen or something to deconstruct. there is a leak in my bedroom window on the 4th floor and it is gnawing away at my vision which was last year a prism of possibilities but now seems to mimic the meatball that is srotonin depletion.