the Christmas run up

It’s been clear that this year is so very different to last year. Yet, nothing seems to have changed.

In fact, everything’s changed. New job. Alone. Court case going forward. New gadgets.

There’s only one person I want to be with this Christmas and unfortunately she may be with someone else, or at least be thinking about it. Or not. Many possibilities and many different takes on one scenario.

I know that the next few months are going to be difficult. They already have been. What’s a few more difficulties?

Apologies have been thrown around like confetti. But no marriage of hearts here.

Ease yourself into the words that come, because eventually, words will fail you. Fail us all.

tea-stain love

when writing becomes a chore

Come January there will be some form of short story. Some sort of…

shit fog

Fucked. Knackered. Back ache. Mmm…

expectations

Dos and don’ts.

Please and thanks.

Follow a trapped foot as it marches around the beach, waiting and hoping for a masterpiece to fall.

Bobbing gulls and horror-stricken love where nothing seeps through the icy cold.

I’ve missed you so much that I can’t stop. I won’t stop… I’m carrying on. With you in my heart.

land mass

false failings

A clear experiment we had was to be together and to follow each other. Phrases like ‘one and only’ on repeat, falling through the air into my ears.

Do remember the fun times because they are the ones to focus on. Do be sure and sure of yourself.

Exceptional eyes and a heart of gold with a flurry of whimsical love.

Love.

I love you.

when things go right… but you go left.

I can imagine a future without her, but I don’t want a future without her.

Things don’t always really work out, no matter how hard you try and no… Sorry food just arrived. We’ll finish this another time, some time soon let’s hope.

devoid of a fuel.

Petrol tanks not full.  Empty gas towers.  Banks full of money.  Hearts void of love.

People interacting and communicating.  Friends Festival Part I came and went.  It wasn’t about anything more than people ‘being’, people extending hands to each other, shaking.

A journey happened recently, I went on a national rail service to a place I hadn’t been to in years; Nottingham.  At this point in my life I haven’t got an iPhone, I used to, but it was sold and actually I’ve realized the excess to which people rely on such devices.

I found myself asking whether or not I’d get lost, if so, how would I find my way without an iPhone, or some other phone-come-GPS device.

I figured out, quite quickly, the answer;

“Ask someone you fucking idiot.”

in testing…

I have a very good friend.  Would you like to meet him?

I think you’d get on with each other.  Like a house on fire, as they say.

Summer is here, almost, it’s like a creeping anti-Death ever-ready to pounce on us and burn us red.

My plant has new soil, it must be very happy.  Strange how plants only need CO2, water and good Earthy soil to survive.  It would be nice if sometimes we could change our ‘soil’.

c.o.l.o.u.r.f.u.l.

e.l.e.p.h.a.n.t.

i.l.o.v.e.y.o.u.

Say them silently in the mirror, odd isn’t it?