dawning

The timing couldn’t be worse if I am honest.

Setting off into the sunrise with the knowledge that friendship I thought was around me is most likely simply an illusion.

It will be good, because when I have processed it I will be free of that weight in my soul.… Read the rest

The realness

I am beyond exhausted.
waves of anxiety have washed over me intermittently over the last few days.

Now, it becomes evident that the traffic across these blogs are bots and there is few real humans here, if at all.

so, I am free, I guess.… Read the rest

3:33

Mouse’s semi-absence has created a mixture of emotions as notable events often do, I suppose.

The first impression was a sense of quiet, a stillness that feels quite welcome. I feel like their absence lets my eyes focus on the exit sign.… Read the rest

workaday wars

There is something about wrangling tech in the days of AI that inspires repeated sensations of pure irritability.

I feel like I want to do something to discharge the potential.

Exercise and a sauna would probably be ideal. I have tickets for a movie, so hopefully a glass of red wine and some interesting entertainment will do just as well.… Read the rest

something shifts

Something has changed.
Something is up…
It might be a good idea! (This ‘texting’ brings false intimacy and is therefore a waste of time, according to the experts).
I can’t know what you are thinking.

I hope you are having a good day 🙂… Read the rest

fissure

I am already ‘caffeinated’, unfortunately. . .
The morning habit of going to my corner coffee shop is compromised.
I need to get out though. . .
A good excuse to get some more steps, perhaps.
Or just swallow the feeling and werk.… Read the rest

flip flop

I am in a chatty mood.
And I am feeling a big wave of positivity today. Not sure why! I had an abominable nightmare last night (probably because of a change to my regular diet, or an unusual lack of fluid, perhaps).… Read the rest

what is with the subterfuge?

It feels a bit strange to go to bed without having written a word.

And so, I put one more song on the stereo. . . and, , , contemplate this day.

A question to myself: why wouldn’t I put these thoughts somewhere where people I actually know are?… Read the rest

something

Friday afternoon.
I am not sure what to do with it.
I have had enough report writing.
And I feel a little cut.
Due to not enough sleep and the excitement last night.
So, what to do with a whole sunny afternoon in front of me?… Read the rest