Well…

Well, shit me, I haven’t blogged in a while. Sorry. I guess this forcing myself away from the screen habit late at night is doing my head well. Well, in some respects.

I still live here, up here in my head. It’s a good place, most of the time. Today, it’s less than ideal.

That’s okay. Everybody is allowed their off days.

I’ve come to realise things again. They are:

1. That family is sometimes chosen. What I mean is that, well, sometimes, in life, you get family that you never knew you had. I spent this weekend with a variety of these family people. Where the warm texture and no-holds-barred love lets you swim through life. Where it’s easy to relax. Where there are no conditions to what you’re doing, who you’re being and what you say. They were great days. Days I hold in my heart, like little rays of sun.

2. We are very lucky to have these people, these days and this love.

3. I spend less time on small talk nowadays. Thank yuck. Yes, I mean yuck. Small talk is so belittling to the art and essence of conversation. True, honest talking is so much an integral vein of life, and it’s through that very artform that we learn. I’m just not interested in talking about the weather. This has, oh dear, made me a little unpopular in some parts. Of course, I care about as much as I would if I accidentally spilt a glass of water down my shirt. Mild distemper at myself, a light giggle and then a drying off.

4. I’m going to be doing something that scares me in 15 days’ time. In 17 days’ time, I’m escaping for a weekend to a place I love, to see people I absolutely miss. Talk about taking the rough with the smooth.

5. Let it Be – The Beatles.

6. It is what it is.

7. I wish my parents could have met the chosen family we have.