The world moves on when you close your eyes
It's 4 in the morning and I'm wide awake after konking out for a good 15 hours previously. And with many things on the mind I felt like writing something in here, gasp gasp. (Hi again folks, remember me?)
Have been in Bali for the weekend. Experience of a lifetime, not so much because of Bali's gorgeous beaches and perfectly mild weather, but the people I had the pleasure of spending my time with and the special young lady for whom I went in the first place. Photos to go through: roughly 800. Sleep: a great deal to catch up on. Nearly did miss my connecting flight, having pretty much passed out in the waiting room in spite of a newly scored and highly entertaining Russel Brand book.
Speaking of books. I think I may want a Kindle for Christmas now. Library is starting to lose its appeal because I'm attracted to the shiny new publications lately. If I wasn't determined to look for Definitely Light Reading, and didn't buy Booky Wook 2, I'd have ended up with Punch and Judy or The Secret History of the World. I wouldn't mind reading them before they became forgotten as More Books Hooli Passed On (think of the bookshelf!).
Meanwhile I'm thinking again of my fine young lady of a friend, who has just made her marriage vows on Sunday morn, and hoping that she is truly happy and will be for a long time yet. I gave my very best wishes to the couple but that doesn't mean I'm not worrying now that I have parted company with them. There are many things to worry about. But everyone has to let go sometimes, and by writing this I am telling myself that I am doing so. The best honour they can give to me will be by coming back to me if they need to bare their hearts to somebody one day, and for them to trust me in that fashion I will need to trust them too.
I can hear the first trains running now. If I were back at the hotel I would be thinking of an early morning dip. The water temperature is always just right - I suppose I'll always remember that about the place.
Have been in Bali for the weekend. Experience of a lifetime, not so much because of Bali's gorgeous beaches and perfectly mild weather, but the people I had the pleasure of spending my time with and the special young lady for whom I went in the first place. Photos to go through: roughly 800. Sleep: a great deal to catch up on. Nearly did miss my connecting flight, having pretty much passed out in the waiting room in spite of a newly scored and highly entertaining Russel Brand book.
Speaking of books. I think I may want a Kindle for Christmas now. Library is starting to lose its appeal because I'm attracted to the shiny new publications lately. If I wasn't determined to look for Definitely Light Reading, and didn't buy Booky Wook 2, I'd have ended up with Punch and Judy or The Secret History of the World. I wouldn't mind reading them before they became forgotten as More Books Hooli Passed On (think of the bookshelf!).
Meanwhile I'm thinking again of my fine young lady of a friend, who has just made her marriage vows on Sunday morn, and hoping that she is truly happy and will be for a long time yet. I gave my very best wishes to the couple but that doesn't mean I'm not worrying now that I have parted company with them. There are many things to worry about. But everyone has to let go sometimes, and by writing this I am telling myself that I am doing so. The best honour they can give to me will be by coming back to me if they need to bare their hearts to somebody one day, and for them to trust me in that fashion I will need to trust them too.
I can hear the first trains running now. If I were back at the hotel I would be thinking of an early morning dip. The water temperature is always just right - I suppose I'll always remember that about the place.