The essence of randomness

Not long to go now before I finally turn 45...

So it has been a long time since I have done a mood piece because I have been so pissed off with the Syrian war and the stupidity of politicians. But after I wrote my most recent rant, I then began to defrost the fridge and looked out at the skies - that pale, pure twilight blue, that Air of December blue. Just filled with memory and possibility, filled with all sorts of complicated half had emotions which have never been fully realised. It is sad, but also a good sad, a sad that I have lived, I have never held back, the sadness that there were lessons learnt, all the hard way, but that is ok too.

Those branches, those trees, those silences which come to bother you in waves, which visit and lap upon the shores of life, that is what December is to me. I love December.

Man my hair is long!

I have also done lots of Trying to Make Myself feel better pieces. Because of the Syrian situation too. However, since I feel a good sort of melancholia, I thought that maybe I could take a risk a post something about how beautiful this day is.

At the end of the week, for a start, Oisin is going to come back!!! I can't wait to see him. He will be all grown up I'm sure. I have also decided that this is the year I get my fitness back. And I am going to start my weekly horse riding lessons again.

I love today - I love today's cold, grey weather. It is right that it should be cold and grey. Days like these give me hope. We are off school today. Tomorrow is staff development day.

Later I will head to the post office to send off mail to Singapore. Then I will go for lunch with Ghin, somewhere in the town. Have a simple lunch. Maybe The Bay Tree. Maybe Camphill café.

Then we will do some Christmas decoration.

I think I may visit Rathlin during the holidays.

Yes randomness... the essence of a day off Monday.