How is it that time can drag and also be gone in an instant? Weird or what. At present the days seem to pass very quickly without me really achieving anything much at all. I am trying to carrying on being productive but I seem to have ground to a halt. I have more time and opportunity than I have ever had in my life but also less motivation. Things do go stale after a while in every sort of endeavour of course. Also once you get used to being able to please yourself pretty much its difficult to not get lazy and perhaps I am now.

Watching the current Brexit implosion is interesting, its going to end badly but and its impossible to look away. The Current amount of misinformation still circulating is extraordinary as the continued denial of the facts of the matter. I wonder what odds I would get at ladbrokes on article 50 being withdrawn at the last minute? Perhaps I should find out? Apparently revoking article 50 is currently 3/1 odds 🙂

Day to day matters are also somewhat problematic too. Way too much month at the end of the money and what to do? Sometimes drastic action is required. or at least action of some sort. At present it is perhaps more drastic inaction. Also I have a few weird notions in my head. That’s the joy being just on the edge of bipolar, or rather in the suburbs of bipolar. When in doubt don’t, especially if you really want to when it’s risky business.

5 years time? A question asked elsewhere.

Well if I am still around and healthy  I guess doing much the same as I am now. 
Playing music, writing songs and, hopefully playing gigs still.
Drinking a bit of Real Ale with friends and the odd glass of wine 
I don’t have much in the way of ambitions, a lot of things I wanted to achieve have come to pass.
As time passes I seem to get more joy out of simple things  I think.