doing laps in palm beach ocean pool, i must confess i don't do as many as i would like but i am somewhat washed out from a sleepless night. the pool is filled with skool kids, it drives me crazy, screaming and cluttering up the natural beauty, with their high pitched squeals and laughter. yeah i'm captain grumpy as i weave my way, forward crawling through the aqua zone, usually im in the surf but this morning it's filled with seaweed. later i head down to whale beach where i get in the big chop, waves here are wild, it's a treacherous beach, merciless, the locals call it the wedge, and it's hardcore. i body surf some classic forms, beautiful but i'm somewhat exhausted and after an hour head back to mission control for a wind down. yeah i'm wound down as i consider a big clean up, less grumpy, feeling okay, not quite an angel but somewhat like a normal human about to hit 50. fuck! i should do something shouldn't i? i made it to 50. that's pretty amazing when i think about it.
the following day i head into the city where i meet my brother for five minutes, he's looking slightly older but slim and healthy, we chat for a little while about the state of the world, grim. 
later i meet the book of vila, vals band, and take some photographs of them for promo's. what a lovely group of gentlemen.
i even have lumberjack cake in a cafe, where they present it to me freshly spawned from the ovens.
later it's a wander in newtown and lo and behold val buys a copy of 'house of leaves' and i tell him, if he don't like it i will refund his cash.
i'm currently reading 'ready player one' which is very good, and seems to be getting better.
all is reasonable in the world today, i appear to be coming out of the weird phase i was in, stress and sleeplessness weighing me down like a planet on my shoulders. yes today i'm lighter than yesterday.