Feeling better.

Much better. I'd say far from the perfect day, but I'm better.

I'm reaching a place in my head where I feel I should be. Where I want to move on to. It's one of these things that will take a little time to develop. It's something I want to pursue and it's gong to unfold as it will. It's not a predictable outcome situation.

Which is good. I shouldn't be allowed to be able to predict my own outcomes. That would be very bad. It would ruin a lot of the fun and suspense too.

So, when my opportunity presents itself, and I have the dingly danglys to pick it up and seize the moment, things should be way good. In all my bestest grammar speak. For the ups and downs. Much as it is now.

It's all part of that process in life and I am pleased for those times that wear me into the ground. That make me feel down. It's the place where I can look up and see what meeds to be fixed. A good mechanic is probably covered in grime I would guess. Well, even if he's not good, at least he's mucking in and trying to make the best of it.

Which is good.

I suppose a good measure of a person is one who can get the doof knocked from the ol' sails and still keep ticking.

I'm tired and am looking forward to a day off tomorrow. I'll be looking after a friend of mine. She's having a lot of teeth removed. All in fact. Got it in the face by wayward luggae once many moons ago and had her teeth wired in. So it's all coming out after many years. Enough is enough as she put it.

So, it can't be a nice prospect and I will be keeping an eye on her tomorrow, making sure all is well.

I'm going to get to read Harry Potter as well. A good excuse as any.

Till later...