walking along the beach at twilight in autumn,the sunlight filters last rays through dramatic clouds and for some strange reason the normally quiet little beach town i have called home for the last few years, terrible beach is packed with hordes of musicians, troubadours and entertainers. crowds of people wander around, restaurants spill over onto the streets with queues and hungry crowds. the cafes pump out beer, coffee and cakes, even the lifeguards are out and it's nearly 1730, sunset. 
i gaze out at the waves, almost perfect form. i could jump in now if i were not so sick. and if there were not so many sharks at this time of the evening.
it's the first time in a while i've been into town, it's beautiful.
while i was sick i watched the two series of 'orange is the new black' and fell in love with it, what great writing, it's a comedy set in a women's prison. it's got it's fair share of drama and sadness but the characters are all fascinating constructions and very real. i'm in awed by the ex junkie who fucks her way through her time. her sense of spirit is mesmerising. i also find the red neck meth born again christian freak an incredible actress. she is fucking brilliant. such a demanding role and convincing.
tv at the moment is where the writers are. it's good, about time we had tv that don't insult our intelligence. orange is definitely the new black.