Trying to tie his thoughts down… Keep them still long enough for him to write them down.
Alone with plenty of blank sheets of paper.
Just write. Just write it out.
But he found it is difficult to write with his left hand holding a beer.
The right hand has two fingers squeezing a cigarette.
The other three fingers shake while gripping a phone that hasn’t rung in days.
“You have no new messages”.
Screen looking as blank as those sheets of paper…