Got to on keep trying. Apparently. Even when you are running out of steam. And I am a wee bit I must confess. Today I assembled an exercise bike and it was quite a workout to be honest. Outdoor exercises at this season plays havoc with my arthritis, so it a useful winter compromise. Keeping fit when you don’t regularly gig is I find a problem. So I am slowly trying to build up a little bit of stamina again if I can. Also activity can help alleviate or mitigate depression too which is also a very important for me as well. So in-between practicing and recording and mixing there is now exercise to work in as well. It’s worth a try at least.
The worlds in a pretty bad state now and there’s little that an individual can do really. Public out cry about injustice may well make us feel we are doing something, but it seems that we have less and less power to achieve any sort of leverage and change the mindset of those that rule over us. Power is a drug and those that don’t have it are doomed to waste away. There is no sense left in the whole wide world now.
Here’s a world/jazz genre instrumental. It’s called “Intrusive thoughts”
Facebook: Yes it’s useful and mostly benign except for one thing. The endless rubbish that comes through on messenger from spammers and scammers and phishers. I get it in industrial quantities at times. the messages start like this “Hi” or “How are you”.
Nobody tells you why they are getting in contact for example. It’s almost never anything genuine. Ok its a nuisance but it stil annoys me. Ho hum. Also it is always worth remembering that pretty things may be toxic and dangerous. So don’t always believe what you see.
- F**k this hospital shit, I am about on my limit now…F**k this hospital shit, I am about on my limit now…Don’t want to say what i am thinking out loud right now. It feels at present as though everything worthwhile in my life that mattered or had any point in my life is now permanently beyond my reach. This is going to break me. Not the pain, not the indignities, but what’s left? I can’t do this, I really can’t… I might as well be in prison frankly the way this feels. I dont think it needs me to say more … Continue reading F**k this hospital shit, I am about on my limit now…
- Yet another road block
So yet more medical issues have occurred so its again 5 steps forward and 3 steps back as yet another issue hits out of the blue. My sense of humour is running thin now. And my patience.Oh boy, what next, a plague of frogs? I give up. Will it ever end? Doesn’t seem as though it will.I am starting to unravel a little as I write this. Somebody give me a break. Well it turns out that truth is stranger than fiction after all. But maybe now I have turned a … Continue reading Yet another road block - Well its groundhog day
Oh dear, oh dear never mind. I am still waiting for news and there is still none.What to do. Well just waiting is really about all there is to do. The ward is not quiet at night and sleep was difficult. So each day is a new challenge to a degree. And no end date sight either.A general air of gloom could easily pervade everything. Diana Stones Glasscage · All Human LIfe Is There Well now I am back with common people. But I am free to roam as I have … Continue reading Well its groundhog day - Its difficult to copeIf only I could hit the the road again. Diana Stones Glasscage · So Convincing In A Cheap Suit In what world of absolute fuckerry is required to wake people at 05:00 to weight them. Seriously. BP and stats make sense but don’t really require you to move or wake up. So instead of having a perfectly good sleep I am now wide awake. Its not like I am going to be anywhere else in 2 hours time..I am struggling again. My reserves are depleted now. Scared, not entirely rational and … Continue reading Its difficult to cope
- And so it goes.Time passes and I wait. Yep. I am totally wrecked again psychologicaly. So I just have to stop thinking about stuff 🙃 Lots of octogenarians go home after procedures here. Plus already met 2 90 year olds one perfectly ok with diabetites had a new pacemaker. Then there is me. Waiting and stiil scared. Very scared. I cannot say much more than that as all my cleverest words desert me now. No clever words. So near and so far from home from home. Just a mile and a bit from my … Continue reading And so it goes.