Thursday started with me having a bad ankle from playing with my son. In our game I had been his karate student. He taught me roundhouse kicks and a move where I had to jump putting one foot at a time on the armchair before landing on the floor again.
At some point my body said Enough. It's a sorry state of affairs really that at 40 I can't do what I did as a kid. It's not truly old age is it.
I sat at my writing desk wondering if there was a shop which some 'inspiration'. Buying a writing desk is one thing but being INSPIRED is
another. I'm due another A WEEK IN MY LIFE soon as that often helps. I've got the gym tonight again and I can't wait (well obviously I can- why do people say that). Afterwards I plan to watch The Only Lovers Left Alive. A nice relaxing evening.
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