#193.21 - 30 July

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These last two days mark the end of the holidays for me. I have to force myself into the habits of studying and researching and prepping again. The next four weeks will be relentless. It was nice to end this one on a treat to the causeway.

I couldn't sleep after I finished here. All the things I needed to do but have not done were rushing about my head. But I was too tired to do them. I must start taking my supplements again. What's worse is that some of the time I feel completely miserable for no reason. Well there are reasons, but it is just that I let these reasons get to me. I cannot. I repeat I simply cannot let them get to me. I must ensure that from this moment on it is about walking through the driving rain and snow just to stand still. Just to not slide backwards.

I tell myself that the past ten years I have had a boring life. And I have. I have just done school and then not much else. Looked after the boys, chilled a lot, not tried to change the world. I do that through the job... I suppose I am a bit tired and changing the world is hard work but about twenty times I year I remind myself that I have no choice. I either do this or I join the stupids. I can't do that.

Entertainment has become relentless and total. It has become an opiate. I must stop that. That's the other thing. I have become a complete idiot there and I know it. I have to just stop. Cold turkey. If it is not contributing to a better planet we can just shut it down.

Also I think I need to stop using this blog although it is 14 years old now. I guess this is long for a blog....

It isn't snazzy or clever or filled with great pictures, but it is a place I can go to just write stuff and keep it there. I also promised myself that this blog will have more better photos. As I write this things are formulating in my head. I must blog everyday. It keeps me sane really.

Say I have not wasted the past four weeks... which I haven't. Say it was time for a percolation which I didn't even realise was happening. 

Say that was happening. What will today's picture be? Today's picture will be... 

Well we will see... this day has only just begun. 


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Writing by Ghin...


I allowed myself to shiver as I entered the chamber on floor 134, the bleak Manhattan profile, wavering over its Eastern river. A chair positioned in the west quarter of the chateau, orbited. Revealing a smug-faced creature, that could be summed up with one word, the word in question being extra. Today the devil truly wore Prada, followed by Gucci at the neck, Dolce and Gabbana slung around its pale frame and Balenciagas encasing Lucifer's pointed talons. 

"You're late" it moaned with the most haunting of silences accompanying this cut-throat interaction, I peered down at my wrist, Vacheron's ticking time bomb, granting me access to the fourth dimension. I was no longer allowed the privilege of tardiness, I murmured a curse to the beast. Hoping my spell would vanquish this foe.

But it still sat there dawning a grin ten miles wide as it had an assumption of my advances, surely it wasn't human, surely this animal before me wasn't one of my own, "I'm truly sorry". I wasn't, " I'll make sure to correct my insolent behaviour-" "SILENCE!" Its screech causing yesterday's headache to become today's migraine.

"There will not be any correcting taking place" I felt tears, but I wasn't allowing a tear to shed before its funeral, tears of joy of course, "Before I have the pleasure of firing you, any last words?" I stood in the hall, the staring contest with the floor ended as I adjusted my gaze to meet its unholy gawk.

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