Should I be worried about something? Perhaps I should, but I’m feeling pretty good right now.  I’ve left it until 23:25 

Brexit is taking many twists and turns and I’ve decided that I no longer know enough to have an opinion. 

I started this a couple of days ago and lost my flow!

Brexagedon: That’s my new word. I like it because it is bad, but at the same time, wow! Anything “agedon” must be bad, but at the same time it’s amazing. I’m filled with a sense of wonder. And the great thing is that I don’t know what it means. No-one knows how things are going to work out, even in to next week. It’s a bit like Godzilla coming out of the sea to fight off a big Brexit monster, but still smashing everything up as he (I’m assuming he. Getting close enough to sex a super massive reptile is too dangerous) goes. So, strangely I’m excited by the whole thing. 

There’s a good chance that my new Brexit monster might smash up our political system whilst leaving our institutions untouched. It’s the political institutions that have been forced in to doing their job, but the parties will be damaged forever. Or, this will be short lived and everything falls back in to place with hidden fault lines which are waiting for the next significant Brexit aftershock.

That’s enough Brexit for now. When there’s something big going on it’s very easy to focus on that and ignore what needs doing. Letting this thought out is a step forward. That thought is out there now and I can think about doing the things I really need to be concentrating on that are my real worries. But I’m not worried about the big things I need to worry about. Perhaps everything is in control, but I doubt it. Maybe worry is pointless and it just gets in the way.

This one is short, but it needs completing or I’ll never move to the next blog.