Working away can be a bit of a pain when I wear suits that need to be dry cleaned. I haven’t managed to plan a cleaning session where I can drop suits off and collect them again before flying again. I’ve started to wear running shorts underneath to give the trousers more life, before they have a life of their own. For the last couple of weeks I’ve worn my oldest suit. I think I bought it in 1990 for a price of £75 which I remember well.

This week I’ll be on the black matching jacket and trousers that are machine washable, but possibly a little more sweaty. But I have to make the effort if I travel so far. And for my own amusement, its purple shirt week. Things like this keep me going.

Tomorrow is a travelling day and I really don’t want to. I have a sore throat and a cough. Adding to that, I’m not sure what’s going on. There’s a ripping feeling in my chest when I cough, so that must be a good sign of health.

My suits have limits for how long I can make them last. It would make no difference if I didn’t wear them. Good suits they are too. It was bonus money spent well at least four years ago. There’s one of them I haven’t even worn twice yet. Its a light blue and had a stain removed from the trousers. Maybe, one day I’ll wear it when the summer comes.

I have limits as well. Memory fails me. Failing to understand how important things are fails me too. Or perhaps things aren’t that important. My energy has limits, and I’m happy to say this is improving.

I’ll be eating breakfast before I go to bed, so I can save time in the morning.

There must be something more important I should be doing today. I should be happy that my expenses are back under control. Its bad enough keeping up with corporate systems without them not working and being badly designed. This is stress I really don’t need.

All I can do now, is listen to some music and remember what it is I really want to do. I’ve ranted about work and I’m not going to to it again. If we are 9% efficient as a country I’d be surprised. This includes people driving in opposite directions to go to work, making very similar products that we don’t need, food we throw away, money spent on things we don’t need, and so on. All of this has a cost we end up paying in the end. And sometime in the future we’ll find out.

That’s a happy note to end on, so I won’t.

Find a little time that’s yours, just to remember who you are. I hate knowing that I’m limited doing what I do. Perhaps if I take a little turn in life, there’ll be room to expand and grow again.