The Writing Is On The Wall

But Loosing Everything ....

I stayed all day to watch the sunset, it was wonderful although remarkable f**king difficult to get a bit of privacy, I found one quite spot and a group of people sat beside me ! I could have reached out and punched touched the nearest woman. So I moved away and found another spot, moments later a couple of trashy thai girls started taking 'Sport Illustrated' type shots of each other against the ocean. Obviously the shots were destined for some mail order bride site, I tried to ignore them. I am aware that it is a sign of my own instability that I can get extremely pissed off even in a paradise situation. I couldn't ignore them so I moved again, finally everyone clears off and I can trance into a blur of pink mist where the boundaries of sand, sea and sky merge into heavy pulsating existence and I disappear.

Wood For The Trees

I emailed my friend with my will last night. This morning he wrote back.
"I share you anxiety about travel I have the same thoughts just crossing the city let alone the Atlantic, Be assured I will do everything you have asked me to do in your letter. Could I have some of the insurance money I need a new jacket." I told the meeting about it this morning, we all laughter. I am so lucky to have people that understand the issues I have with perception & fear. It really is such a blessing.