Time is all I need

It's the summer of 2012. You can't tell too much by the rain. When the sun does beat down, the park grass remains sodden until it rains again. My son and I did get to the park for an hour last night though.we explored the tree area and he carried a stick which he would stick into the squelchy mud spots as he found them. As a kid, I know this is a pleasure.
We nearly fell out over gravy on his tea but luckily he agreed to swap tea with mine. Unbeknownst to him he ended up having many vegetables that he was not going to have, had I not put gravy on his simple roast veg.
He played THE AMAZING SPIDERMAN game on the iPad which is an open world set up like GTA games.

The writing of my next show on the radio is going to be one long haul. With all the other side projects which I do, it's becoming increasingly difficult to keep up with writing reviews. I'm stuck in a loop and more things seem to be put on me to do instead.
I'm enjoying it all though. But paying to have Sky for nothing.

In myself, my spirits are high. I'm 38 and one year without alcohol. 600 posts into this blog over two years and 26 years into writing a diary. My life has evolved and continues to evolve. I've not had a bad mood or argument since I was married and feel younger in many ways without the oppression that being in a relationship brings to everyone.
Time...time is all I need... Not love.
I wish I could write more in depth on here but I'm cramming it in as and when at the moment. Lucky I have my diaries which can always be dipped in to.
Please keep reading. And thanks.