bed

My bed is good. My bed rests my head. You see that there is some kind of life even in drudgery? Making my bed is fun. Sleeping on my bed is technical. What sleeping bag will I choose? I like Vaude. Somtimes the appetite for life dries up. But decisions need to be made at speed.

I could do with a woman one day. To dwell with. And to be company to.

Please will someone give me adventure. I am want to pick and wander. I am like a beautiful butterfly or moth. I am like the fly. But the joy is subtle!

great difficulty

A tiring day. Sometimes the furthest you can be from other people is when you are closest to them. It is tiresome this life of luxury. There is always something that needs tending. Technology is everywhere. When on the bike you can choose to rest. To talk, to watch. There is something deeply human about that. It is good to drive too.

This week I cycled to the bike shop to pick up my best bike. It was interesting to see so many people. There were singles and couples. It is a real luxury to speak I suppose. The world of the home is private. The public world is rather secretive. I cleaned the car today and out at the front of the house I felt betrayed at times by the lack of good will in others. I suppose I am anonymous and in their head another of thousands that they will pass by.

The car was hot after a run on the motorway. It needs lots of care and attention. There is existing and there is living. When you are not so well off existing becomes living. Living is more subtle. I am learning. Loneliness is difficult. Cheek can be vital. I will slip through a park and gather bark. Sticks. Or stare at the people. They don't have any idea!

rated reticulation

Coherent, compatible, living entities. Small settlements and a mountain obscured by a Glacier.