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!