I've just been perusing through old posts, and the amount of creativity and thoughts shared on other people's journals has inspired me to drop in and say hello.
I've been busy killing my own creativity by managing gum problems at a dental practice in an under-rated suburb. Shaun Micallef said of it- 'tree-lined streets, impeccably kept parks and gardens- yet people look down on it because rich people live there.' I love Shaun.
Career, family... and my dearest Peter. It's a new chapter and it needs a lot of work. Once I feel more settled, I suppose I'll be more content...
Right now it's the long weekend, and I realise how much I miss having lots of time to do as I please, to think and to ponder.
But a whole weekend to do that feels like a waste of time now.
I need to set a goal. A summer in France? Or even better, a French provincial life? ...Where I can have lots of time to myself, to do as I please, to think and to ponder.