"I don't know how more people haven't got mental health problems; thinking is one of the most stressful things I've ever come across. And not being able to articulate what I want to say drives me crazy. I think I should read some more books, learn some new words. My sister used to read the dictionary, I'm going to start with that. I'd like to travel. I want to see India, and the pyramids, a whale, and that race with all the bicylces in France. I'm not sure about rivers, they scare me. But I love swimming. I'm good at it. And when I swim I count the laps and this helps me relax. When I was younger I saw a house burn down, I walked past it for the next six years. Derelict, black, chalky and dangerous. I wondered if squatters lived there, I'm still not sure but I know there was never any parties cause it was a shit hole. After a while the council got round to tidying the town, they decided it was an eyesore so they tore it down. Behind the house was a wall with a few bits of crabby graffiti and the word 'CUNT' written on it in giant letters. And now I walk past that. I like going to the park, I like walking through it, I like taking my dogs there, and friends, and I like being alone. I like being able to shout but I really wish I could be quiet. When I'm quiet people just think I'm sad and usually I am. Sometimes, when I'm at a really noisy train station, one of the ones with the big, fast trains like Kings Cross, I feel like putting down my bags and shouting things out. Because I've got something to say."