Chapter 4 – Extract 25 from The Paradise Induction!
One night I returned home seriously inebriated. “Mum,” I said, waking her up at what was around 3:00am. After much incoherent speech, I made the only request that made sense. “Please let me go,” I cried, through slurred talk. “Allow me to let myself go. I don’t want this anymore. I don’t want any of it. Let me go.”
In this month as I turned twenty-five, my mother’s brother came to visit London—Vernon Stern. I hadn’t seen him in ten years. He proposed I return to the Pharisee Islands with him, live rent and bills free at his villa, and get a job so I could save money. Get back on my feet.
To my family and friends’ surprise, and much to my own, the vow ten years prior was kept.
I spent November and December in the Pharisee Islands. I managed to scrounge a job as a beach bartender, the only industry that would hire me because every other required that I had a driver’s license. Following, I returned to London for January and February while my Work Permit processed—part of immigration rules—and was back in March.