4.4.26 - 99 - Long days

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Table which caused the cut - don't even know how it happened... I didn't feel it take place
The accident could have been so much worse... I could have ended up with crushed toes...

I would say that I do my best thinking, possibly all of my thinking, when I run. When I run and when I write.

I don't really think as such when I am doing other things... so that I can't run and am a little hampered when writing, that's tough. Because I do very much love thinking.

That said, I have had barely any alcohol since I arrived here. Couple of glasses here and there, but nothing like the way I would celebrate the weekend... or even Thursday.

Anyway, I decided to finally organise my purse after nearly a month of being here. I still had British money in it - and Singaporean money - it was all mixed up. And the purse was stuffed with receipts from Yo Sushi! in Heathrow, diesel from Moscow Road, and then from the polyclinic. It was loads. So I cleared everything out and then I had to think about getting the elements accounts sorted. Which led me to think about what was my next stage in life... when was I heading back to Ireland and how much should I close up life there?

All the pieces, as broken as the stone table - my life scattered across several continents. So here I am trying to pick up the pieces and understand what is next for me.

I need to earn an income while I am here - if only to support what I am doing back in Ireland. So the first thing I need to do is decide what is the running cost of life in Ireland.

If I can get Oisin to close up the house, apart from the council tax, that should be next to nothing. Unless Ghin also needs me to keep things running in the house. So I need to find out how serious he is about living in Ardmore. 

Then I need to think about what I need to do in Singapore. So maybe I organise my pieces in Singapore first as well. I am so tired really. I have to think about moving around or maybe living my life in two places at once.

So, next comes my writing... so many things to think about.

So I need to maybe put everything down and start thinking about things...

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