I hate watching the minutes wind down to work and there is that obligation to go in or else! And while I try to wake up within myself for a new day, I notice that impatience. I become highly aware of the time. Ask me and I’ll give an approximation that it is 5:07, 3:43, […]

concentrate on all that life has to offer without being smothered by your mother (or old gran). cons and pros. contemplating the pros. glass half full and filling further. the more you pedal, the less petrol. the Russia of Dostoevsky’s time, the characters, are getting to me, with precision, like wood screws digging into skin. […]