I was hoping that I could tell a lot more of the story before I got to this part.

I've been hoping for a lot of things, but enough of those hopes have been dashed in the last few weeks.

Everything I've posted so far has been about three weeks in the past. It's taking me a while to process all the events that are unfolding around me. Almost a month has passed since I first smelled shitrags and if I knew where I'd be at right now, I would have moved to another country.

The last few nights I've found myself staring at the ceiling, unable to sleep, trying to decide which country I would have gone to. Guatemala always comes to mind, but I've never been there and reading about the place makes me think I'd have a hard time making much of a life for myself. I just really like saying it. Guatemala.

Maybe I'll come back to what's been happening in the last few weeks later. Maybe I'll write all about it. Maybe I'll "die in my sleep" tonight and this blog will be the only clue anyone has when they find me 6 weeks later, starting to melt into my bed, stinking of shitrags.

Suffice it to say that I've been through a lot more than I can handle. I don't want to write every little thing that I'm scared of because I don't want to just lay all my neuroses out on the table like that. I might be wrong about more than a few things. For a while there I wanted to prove that the shed was an entrance to an underground city. I guess I just really wanted it to be true. That was the first time I really questioned what was a reality and what I was imagining. I'll leave that to another time and get to the present.

I know where I'll be able to find some answers about all of this. I have followed Johnny Homeless on more than a couple of nights. I don't want to post his pictures right now. It would be a really bad move for me if I did that.

The place I need to go is the Camperdown Memorial Rest Park:

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I will explain why on the weekend, I just need to make sure that if I disappear before then that someone, somewhere will try and work out what happened. For the record, the shitrags were over here:

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I've spent a lot of time looking at this. There were cars when the picture was taken. I've never seen cars in that place. All I've seen there are shitrags and Johnny Homeless. I've been paying a lot of attention to the place for a month now.

I have a mission this weekend and I hope to post the results. You will understand if I manage to get there. Like I said before I don't want to put my paranoia on show for all the internet to laugh at, but if I haven't posted anything by Monday expect the worst.