I’ve lost a lot of friends over the years, a lot of which is to do with my own shortcomings. However, now I have lots of new friends who are more understanding of what I am, and what that means. The truth is lots of things to different people. Knowing when to move on is an important life skill.
As a wise man once said: regret is part of being alive. Try to keep it as small a part as possible.
This week, my night before writing schedule was pretty seriously fecked: by trips out, then football, and then inescapable fatigue. Therefore, we recorded them all, one after the other, starting here with a poem as a reminder that Endless Time is not my luxury, and so maybe extracting the digit and getting on with stuff is a better idea…
Says what it does on the poem.
Someone really annoyed me today. Then I stopped and thought logically about why there is the need to react to such things in this way. The answer is simple. Context alters everything you see and do, and the Internet is a lens many people do not grasp is as capable of burning as it is reflecting or magnifying. Once you grasp why things happen, it becomes a great deal easier to rationalize.
It’s hard to get the balance right on some days. When you can, it really is a big deal.
Went to that their London on Monday. Saw a PHENOMENAL amount of fish. It was inevitable, as a result, that a FISH POEM would result… 😀
If you’re paying attention, this will be live before the poem and audio go live on Twitter, because yesterday the stars finally aligned, and I was able to make significant progress ahead of what is now a reasonably well-organized schedule. It won’t be like this every day going forward, but BOY is it a great feeling when it happens…
This week has been hard, and to add insult to injury, summat I REALLY wanted I was rejected for last night. This therefore began really negatively, until I pivoted it, and now everything is OKAY AGAIN. Plus, I’m up-to-date on the website!
Best thing I’ve written since the last one, chums.