Day 14 - March 12th

Day 14 - March 12th
last drinking day for a while & I'm fucking glad
I write this on 23/3
FUTURES... was a letdown
couldn't be happier to be sober

        This was a Sunday, and I think the Monday must have been a public holiday because we went to Future Music Festival, which was a house and electro festival that has since gone bankrupt and fittingly been consigned to The Past. Ho ho ho.
        Askham and I spent the day together, took some pills, and went to a few stages. We saw Aphex Twin on that day, and he did some weird shit sampling the voices of the audience with a microphone held out in front of the stage. The screaming voices of girls shouting, “YEAAAAH FUTURESSS!!” were shifted way down in pitch and made slower, so their joyous screams rang haunting and ominous over the music. I was not in a good way, and this didn't help. I tried to find it funny, but I could still identify the original sound of the screams beneath all the distortion, which made it seem like they were ghosts trapped inside the speakers.
        We sat on the grass at the back of the giant marquis and I wished I was doing something else, somewhere else, with someone else, but I had no idea what, where, or who I wanted those things to be. I was glad of Askham's company, but I spent the whole day next to him feeling lost and lonely.

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