Better days are coming

There are many ways to interpret the above statement: writing, projects, relationships, work, people. Apply as you see fit.

The same old, day-to-day rut is getting me down.

I miss my friends. Some more than others. (sorry not sorry)

I can’t write. I can’t think.

So today, maybe, instead of writing another draft post full of crappy words to add to the pile of other draft posts full of crappy words, I’m going to post this statement and focus on it.

And force teach myself to believe it.

 

 

Will nature calm disquietude and restlessness?

I waver back and forth between a house in the country (mainly his wish, and my daughter’s) and a small minimalist (aka empty and void of all nonessential clutter) place in/near the city with access to this, that and the other*.

What is the answer? Continue reading “Will nature calm disquietude and restlessness?”

Talking as a form of exercise πŸ˜€

Last night after dinner I went for a walk.

And by walk I mean the opposite of walking. I mean mostly standing around and talking to people. πŸ˜€

Continue reading “Talking as a form of exercise πŸ˜€”

Fed up

Earlier today I texted a friend that I had a list and I was going to be productive and get things done. After all, it was raining, gloomy and cold; what better time to stay indoors and get some chores tackled?

My friend checked in with me a few hours later assuming, incorrectly, that I had accomplished at least some of the tasks.

He was, of course, wrong.

Continue reading “Fed up”

Lock-down Sunday – part 2

The Canadian Forces Snowbirds never made it down to my ‘hood. According to the twitter feed that tracks these things, they turned somewhere around the iconic CN Tower downtown, which is east of my little SW corner neighbourhood, and then headed north.

Boo. Continue reading “Lock-down Sunday – part 2”

I went shopping and lived to tell the tale

There is a grocery store near my parents’ place that I occasionally frequent if I’m out that way.

🎡🎢🎡🎢 Should I stay or should I go 🎡🎢🎡🎢 (The Clash) Continue reading “I went shopping and lived to tell the tale”