A very steady day today. Work went without complication and I made pancakes followed by writing my piece for Living Spirits forum and posting a couple of reviews on my Tumblr account. Then I watched Raging Bull and finished Life On Mars series one.  Yes an easy day that was. There's lifting to be done tomorrow though as mum is having more carpets and Lino fitted, so I will get a sweat on. There's just time to read before bed and all is well. I'm looking forward to seeing my little baby on Wednesday and very excited about him sleeping over on Saturday. I will have my hands full. 
You know I sometimes wonder how similar I am to others who read this. People who visit this blog are from Singapore and Italy believe it or not and I wonder if they can take anything from reading my normal carryings on and find similarities in their lives. I think we all feel disassociated from the world now and again but  I also think I am hard on myself. I craved a drink again today. I should correct that. I craved being almost alcoholic and being at the bottom of a bottle of whiskey because of the performance that would dance in my head. I often fantasise that I am spoke about as a troubled poet type who has his own demons to fight. 
I sit in bed here as a man who has left his marriage and not yet settled into his own place. Being at my mums for the next few weeks is like having stabilisers on a bike. I can go fast and be safe at the moment but what will happen when those are taken off. Will I freewheel into the path of oncoming cars or learn to be a cyclist who rides safely. I guess only time will tell. A little self destruction is good for the soul. 
Ok. Until tomorrow, goodnight. CW.