It was pre 5am that my mind woke me up. I don't know what it wanted exactly but it led to me watching Orange Is The New Black in bed and then having another hours sleep. I didn't dress, which is unusual but lounged around in my dressing gown watching films. I watched HEARTLESS, JOE and A NEW YORK WINTERS TALE. In between, I reviewed our last camcorder footage from the free seance. All that's left is to write it up tomorrow.
I showered around lunch time and started reading Clive Barkers second Abarat book.
As I used the bathroom here and there I heard cheers from the streets nearby as the Tour De France whizzed by.
I watched the final episode of OITNBLACK series 1 and felt glad that I could now begin a different series since I try to mix it up a bit never watching two series of the same thing one after another.
I read some more about 'Creative Writing Tips' and have yet to do the ten minute exercise.
I have two paranormal investigations next week, a family get together, a night away with my boy and a friendship group reunion.
As 39 turns to 40 I'm right in the eye of life's storm and dead on track to wherever I'm being led.
I feel like a moon in the sky watching others orbit some unknown star in front of me. They rush by and we all age together and progress in some way but I feel to be staying in the spot happily.
I must once again concentrate on looking happier on the outside as I did last week. I found myself trying to engage others in conversation and keeping my talking going longer than normal. It will take time to record over people's perception of me but one week at a time will become years.
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