Another weekend over. A good one thankfully. My son and I played well and happily together and told each other we loved each other more than the universe. We had chosen to not leave the house if we could help it and just play. I went on to swap him for my step son and we went to the cinema (Wreck It Ralph) before heading to mine to watch tv and play Black Ops 2 till bedtime.
Sunday (today) started off with Jackass 3-D until we went to Jam Radio where I had to train a new DJ. From there we ended up once again at the cinema since he had left his key at home. We watched Hitchcock this time. Sunday tea time I was to be found watching Killer Joe and reading my first Lee Childs book in the bath all ready for the onset of Monday.
I've squeezed in a listen to some medium interview stuff and write a bit up.
I have a good feeling in my gut. I'm trying to keep my head down. I'm drinking water again finally. I have my hands in my differing projects at the moment and if I never left the house I'd still be busy with various writings. There's still nowhere I'd rather be but obviously if I could have a life out of a fairy tale ending then I guess I would. But since that's bollocks I guess I'm good.
It feels great to be on the correct train tracks and also be facing in the right direction.
Here's to reaching the correct destination, even if the trains late.
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