salutations
today, we are 7. happy birthday my website. woo.
introduction.
typically random ramblings and late night dribble.
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fortuna’s wheel
funny how it spins upwards for some, downwards for others. seems like quite a few of my friends are having their fair share of difficulties at the moment, meanwhile i’ve managed to alleviate some of my recent stress.
last week i finally found myself somewhere to live. it’s a bit further away from the city than i am currently, which is a shame, but it’s bigger than where i am now, the area is really nice and quiet and my new landlord is terriffic. nothing much else has changed in my life, but it’s amazing how much easier everything else seems without the spectre of homelessness (word?) hovering over my head.
so now that i’ve sorted that, i find myself in the familiar position of taking on other people’s stress. in this case though i’m quite happy to do it, and only wish i could do more. the major protagonist i won’t name, but suffice to say it’s someone i love dearly and who’s been in a pretty bad way in recent weeks. she’s too far away for me to really help (that’s probably given it away for a few of you) and that hurts.
i haven’t heard from her in the last couple of days because she’s without internet access, but i’m hoping also no news is good news. otherwise, i think she’d have got in contact with me somehow. i certainly hope she would have.
in any case, positive vibes is the best i can do for the moment, and i’m sending them by the bucket load.
who needs it
i came across this entry in ‘the blues’ this week over at photo friday. i’m not sure i see how it’s exactly relevant to the theme, but it got me thinking. remember those days when you could derive such simple pleasure from a rainy day and a fogged up window? it’s no wonder adult humans are usually such grumpy bastards. i can really see why people chuck it all in and go and live in the forest. not saying i could do that. far from it. i’m the rugged indoors type really, but i get the attraction of living a life free of society’s imposed pressures. the pressure of money, and bills, and of consumerism and the pay cheque.Â
that being said, i have just bought myself a lovely new suit.
zihuatanejo
sometimes i don’t know why i get out of bed in the mornings. i mean, who am i really doing it all for now? my landlord is selling her apartment, which means i’m homeless once again. i’m nervous, because i have three months to find a new place. last time it took me more than four.
just one more bit of bullshit to deal with. something has to change, but just at the moment i don’t know what. i have a holiday coming up, because my parents are coming to see me. it won’t really be a holiday, because i don’t think i’ll have that much time for relaxing. aside from having to keep my guests entertained for about a month, now it looks like i’ll be spending at least some of it house hunting.
i need a real holiday. i need some time to feel happy and comfortable. it would be nice if i could work out how to inject a bit of that feeling into my professional life too, but my home life would be a start. i need time with friends.
the shawshank redemption is on tv. ‘get busy living, or get busy dying’ says andy. i’m not busy dying exactly, but not much is making a great deal of sense right now. hopefully living is somewhere not too far around the corner.
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