Woke to a morning tumescence, like I was back at puberty again. Actually who am I kidding, morning glory has been more constant than breathing since puberty.
Morning ablutions complete I happily cracked into my morning; writing, business and breakfast. It took me a while to work on my log; the more I think about it to the less the words cover. I like it, kinda puts pressure on me to be even better. Or, it is the blood loss from the constant morning erection. Whatever, either way I am still working hard!
After quiche for lunch, frozen leftovers are never as good, especially with pastry; I might do a frittata next time, I headed out in the borrowed sisters car. My next car will definitely be a four-wheeled-drive. I picked up the mail, which included my group certificates, and hit the shops for essentials. Another application away for a Gold Coast position, I went to the office to do my tax. It is amazing how one financial left brain dominant task can obliterate my creative side for hours afterwards; writing was over for the day.
Best Friend showed up for dinner just after i got off my phone. We drove out to pick up sister and swap cars, then picked up a big lamby feed and a DVD. The two of us are in a bit of a rut at the moment; it happens every now and then. Generally means one of us is down. I need to get off his case for a little bit; I am sure he will tell me what is happening when he figures out what it is.
It is a shame people can't step outside themselves to look back through others eyes. I know what he is capable of; he just needs to see it. I am not fully sure how to make this happen yet, perhaps I could build a thingamajiger.
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