I've been awake since 4.11 am but got up at 5 am — before the alarm on my phone went off.
During that hour, I read "One Essence: The Nondual Clarity of an Ancient Zen Poem" by Robert Wolfe. It's beautiful; and I got (believe it or not) halfway through it.
The coffee (as you'd expect) is poured, and I'm sitting here with a hat on — yes, really — notwithstanding that the central heating appears to have been on ALL NIGHT!. (There's one advantage: the kitchen floor, which has underfloor heating, feels like warm coals on my bare feet — I never wear slippers.)
What's on today then?
More of the same?
Same old, same old; but I'm not (honestly, Guv) complaining. In fact, I have no feelings for it.
It is what it is: a job.
Yesterday, I made a wonderful connection on Twitter. The person concerned very graciously DM me to tell me my main blog was down. She was right. I then spent several hours trying to fix the problem. I hope I've managed to sort it but by god, if anyone had told me how useless hosting companies would turn out to be, I'd have self-hosted (if that's even possible, right...!).( Collapse )