Don't know if really I should have started another subject, or if I should have joined on to the end of another one, and I'm sorry if I'm taking up valuable space where someone else could probably write something decent, but I just wanted to get my feelings down ....
I'm really scared for Meat, I'm scared that he's going to colapse and not get up, I'm scared that he's pushing himself too far, I'm scared that he's making himself ill, and I feel silly, but I can't help the way I feel. It's strange to care about someone so much when you don't even really know them.
Am I being daft?
It's like because I've grown up listening to Meat's music, being excited when I went to my first concert, bored everyone silly with how fantastic an entertainer he is that he's well and truly part of my life, a part of my life I don't really want to let go of. Maybe that's boardering on obsessed?
Anyway, sorry for taking up so much of everyones valuable time, and thanks for listening to me have a good ol' moan!
Keep rockin' Meat, every single one of us love, adores and worships you, stay happy, healthy and loud!!!
Lots of love and hugs to everyone daft enough to read this!
Shelly
xoxoxoxoxoxooxox