January 13th, 2020

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Good morning ⛈️

Here we go again.

Another week.

Another, well, another early start with a freshly-brewed cup of coffee (Morrison's own label if you must know).

I didn't (as usual) have a brilliant night's sleep. One trip to the bathroom but, also, woken by a dream that ended abruptly — I thought my daughter was looking straight into my face and I woke to see her but only to realise it was the wall next to the bed.

And now I'm awake, and ready to face another day of travel, work, the gym (if I'm lucky), cooking supper and then...well, it will be bedtime; I reckon I'll last until 9pm if I'm lucky.

But hey, I'm alive as I keep reminded myself (and you ❤️):

“Sometimes you climb out of bed in the morning and you think, I'm not going to make it, but you laugh inside — remembering all the times you've felt that way.”
Charles Bukowski

Oh, one other thing: it's pissing with rain — again; and it's forecast to get a lot worse. I don't mind the weather, neither does Alfie but it's limited the time in the garden, which is looking very sorry for itself. Ditto all those other jobs that have gone wanting.

I suspect this week will be a bit busier on the lawyering front. People will finally wake up and realise that they need to get stuff done. I know that I've got the pleasure of dealing with a 70-page German contract. I wouldn't say it's dull but it's enough to send anyone to sleep and that's particularly the case with the way lawyers like to use, say, 10 words when two will do — haha; the joke is on me!

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Sorry

I know I've got a few comments to respond to — I'm so grateful 🙏.

I'll get to them at some point today; I wasn't online much yesterday.

Apologies for the slight hiatus.

Crikes, is it that time? I'd better my skates ⛸️⛸️ on.

Deep bows.

Ju.

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Time...

"As we appear to grow older, the fight against life’s expression generally fades as the energies of useless opposition grow tired. It’s the flowering of all that we are without it needing to be anything else. A difficult aspect of this flowering is its ordinariness. As the grandiose illusions of youth fade, it all seems so mundane, but it’s not." — Darryl Bailey, Essence Revisited: Slipping Past the Shadows of Illusion (p. 73)

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Billie Eilish

I've got a pair of headphones on; it makes it appear that I'm on the phone but I fancied a bit of Billie Eilish instead.

If only my kids could see me.

"Dad...!"