Another Day
Is this the last year of peace in Europe, ever? God it brings me down! Watching the news with my mother three times a day and then crap nonsense television about doing up crap to sell. It's so trivial that maybe a huge war might reignite passions which seem lacking around here. On Monday after the alcohol counselling I drank two 330ml of Orval and one Bad Seed pale pint. Today nothing. Two hot chocolate: so banal. But war... It's going to get bad with sanctions against Russia! Why is Russia willing to push the west this way? Is it some perceived weakness - but the German Chancellor just backed out of the gas pipeline. *** The sound of a Blackbird singing at dawn is the best sound to awaken to. The worst is the groaning of a cheap tart in the room next to me... Foreign language syndrome ... From a stroke. To my right a flickering teatree light: quite vague and pretty meaningless, gutters all night long as if it is a prehistoric lamp. Surely the existence of these pseudo-candles...