Two sleeps left in a bed that doesn't propel me across the room with the slightest move
( coasters on a concrete floor). One must ask why I have done nothing to rectify this problem. I ask myself this same question every morning as I step onto the concrete floor at the break of day. I think I've created a metaphor for viewing the world from different angles, and getting out of bed on the wrong side, for there is no wrong side in my little bedroom in the compound at K. There are only right sides. Alas I am going back to K despite all the shitty crappy stuff, because beneath it all there is a purpose bigger than you and I and rewards that words cannot give credence to. Somewhere beneath it all, is THE answer. I just have to figure out what the question is....

It was really great to catch up with those of you I did, and a bumma to those I didn't but you know you can always come and visit. I'll make you a coffee. Or rather Brenda Breville can make you a coffee thanks to a handful of people who felt sorry enough for me to go out and buy me a coffee machine how cool is that? Would you like a latte, cappucino, macciato, mocha, moccachino, flat white, espresso or perhaps you'd prefer a hot chocolate? You know you want to. ppppprrrrrrrrrrr.......... All for now, I'll keep you posted as always. Call me 08 -8964 7111, visit me, think of me, pray for me, COME AND GET ME.............................. Al