3:33 pm on the 3rd.
I am binging on Kafka.
I want to cry at his genius.
I am just about to leave home to visit my GP.
Need valium. Won’t get any.
Need zop. Won’t get any.
Need sleep. Won’t get any.
Can’t afford the bus to the surgery.
The walk is long and I can’t face it.
I am already frozen from the cold inside this building.
Maybe it’s warmer outside in the snow.
Just want to crawl under the blanket and be left alone.
Human beings really are the worst kind of people.
Not you though, you’re alright.
Treacle Heart 
“Not you though, you’re alright.” This made me smile.
lovely! a while back i wrote a short post in V’s honour: https://deadcatcomesback.wordpress.com/2014/12/05/im-sorry-dear-v/