Time for a cup of tea!

I removed my headphones and managed twenty minutes, which in one way was easy, the sitting down doing nothing part. What I enjoyed was feeling the tension in my neck easy up a little, but the silence make the loud cracks from the back of my neck sound even louder. Not having thoughts is much more difficult. You don’t realise you have them, and overestimate the time you go without thinking. I could be that I fell asleep at some point. Otherwise, I probably managed about three seconds.

Back in the big room, I have the radio on and I can hear people phone in and give their views on Brexit and why there view is right – because they think, or they believe. I’m so angry! No – just ignore the feeling, and be happy, there’s nothing I can do, and my opinions don’t matter. It’s just that views don’t get challenged with facts anymore. Facts will never convince people that they are wrong. Relax!

Hurray! A lawyer has called in challenging some Brexiteers ‘facts’ about trade. The problem is that their votes are equal. Angry! This will change nothing. All I can do is play some Mario Kart on-line and take my mind off things.

To summarise: I feel quiet relaxed, but it doesn’t change what’s going on in the world. And there’s nothing I can do about it. It’s up to me to feel good about it, and to feel good I need to believe that there is a brighter future worth investing in. If I don’t believe there are better days ahead, I won’t invest and update for a future which will happen anyway.

Travel last week made me feel a little better, and it was good to get away. But I take myself away with me, and I come back again with less money. It was fun and I would do it again. Late return flights, road closures, and Hilton incorrectly charging me for bar bills, and now £260 in room charges have taken the gloss of it. For the moment, I have almost no money until the £260 has been corrected, which has been a bit of a shock. I’ll manage, it’s just the shock of being poor, and a reminder to save on expenses I don’t need. Part of me is panicking, and part is happily going to take good care of the £260 and make me better off in the long run. I’m feeling happy about this – choose to.