Stare Into Space

Summer, Summer, Summertime…

Posted on | June 2, 2010 | 9 Comments

…To quote master songwriters, DJ Jazzy Jeff and the freshest of Fresh Princes.

I am desperately trying to get things back on an even keel again. Many events have conspired – in furtive, secret and conspiring ways – to prevent me doing much of the things that I like, and should be, doing.

I haven’t managed to get much done of late. Well, not much that’s creative anyway (is building walls creative?) and I’ve found myself getting that fidgety, antsy feeling that I get when this happens. Events continue to plot and machinate and take up my precious, precious time but I find myself railing against them. The summer, or what we have of a summer, is helping with this. It’s easier not to flop in front of the TV when it’s still daylight. It’s easier to get up early when the sun peeks through the curtains.

I will get things back to normal. As some sort of made-up, supreme being is my witness, I will kick the piss out of scheming events.

First, a tea though.

And I think there’s a Family Guy starting soon.


Gerry Hayes

Gerry Hayes

I mostly sit around all day and drink tea. Occasionally, I write stuff and send it to strangers so they can humiliate me and deride my efforts. Other than the self-harm to dull the shame of failure, it's not a bad life. Like I say, there's tea.

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