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Plan B

10th December 2007

The info that I'm not at the LA clinic anymore is out.

There's already some paparazzi at my parents door step back in London.

My grandparents decided to take over the situation and came up with this great plan that may work, and that I really like.

The idea is for me to leave the clinic and go to the South of Portugal, my family owns a house there were we all use to go for holidays, I stop going there with them when I was 17 but I really love the place, it's a small fishermans town, both my grandparents where born there actually my grandmother was born on that house.

This is a place from a past live that no one from my live in the USA knows about so I think I will be ok there for a while.

No one will know who Danny Fraser is down there because our music was never released in the country, only one of the albums was released in the UK, and we only had a show in London, so I think no one will make the connection between Daniel Lourenço the Portuguese kid that lived in the UK, and Danny Fraser the USA rock star that was born in UK, my only problem will be my Portuguese, it use to be quite good but I haven't spoke much for the past 7 years, but I'll get there.

I also have some family down there my grandparents brothers and sisters grandkids we use to get along quite well when I use to go there, and the good part is that they know that I'm in the music business but that's all they know. As far as they know I still play in bars and parties and write songs.

For the first time in moths I feel like I have a chance to do this. Maybe I can start over, and this time I don't have to sell my soul to the devil in the hope they give me a break and let me record something of my one.

The anxiety I use to feel is dying inside of me and a seed of hope is taking the empty place.

I have had no desire for drugs for several weeks now.

That almost sensual appeal that became an impossible torment to resist has lost its strength in recent weeks and no longer attracts me as before.

Everytime I remember the day I woke up after that overdose and saw the look on my "girls" faces I feel so ashamed of my self how could I make them feel like that.

the despair on their faces, broke me completely. How was I so stupid that I didn't realize it wasn't just me that I was doing harm. They were always everything to me and I didn't see that if something bad happened to me they would be the people who would suffer the most.

That's why don't matter

what I'll have to keep myself clean.

I'll be leaving the clinic on the 13th of December hope 13th is my new lucky number.

Daniel out.