The Bells Have Made Me Deaf

What to do today… oh what to do. There is sun out there. The usual walk on the beach or I could charge up the battery one more time and head west to join the long shadows on the shores of Strangford Lough. Sunset on the shortest day made me wish I had brought a camera. Rippled sand pink clouds on intense blue and everything to the fore in silhouette. I could barely keep to the road for rubbernecking. Lines of homebound traffic and winding country roads demanding concentration with nowhere to pull over. When I get to a place… it’s too late. That good to be alive moment has already passed on to someone elses horizon. Never lingering long enough to be taken for granted.

I turn 43 without a hitch. Remy Martin and a slice. The western world goes insane for the weekend. Like an alien observer, I wonder what the fuss is all about and carry on preening my non participating self righteousness.

Posted on Saturday, December 24th, 2005 at 1:41 pm.
Tags: Daily Life.
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