my last day to myself, it's been wonderful although i've run out of available cash and i feel like my throat has swallowed a cheap packet of sandpaper, never mind, it gives my vocals a sexy deep heroic vibe. the rain last night arrived later than i thought, it was heavy but not enough to spoil this mornings surf. the water is clean and pumping along nicely. i slept deep last night thanks to my cbd gummies, wow, the sleep of a king, and dreams to match, i can't recall them at all but i know they were wild. a lot of unfinished conversations but the rest is all a bit hazy.

mission control is still cluttered and needs a clear out but i am getting there and it is clean. i've started to read another non fiction doorstopper that's keeping me amused and educating me in all matter of things apocalyptic.  it's a shame dads not around, he would have loved chatting about this stuff. apart from that i started watching a show called 'the romeo section' about spycraft, it's quite good but not quite 'berlin station.'

i did have a small conversation with mum who has just been released from hospital, it was very tricky as she wasn't making much sense and i may need to call again later when she is more relaxed. we don't know if it's serious or she's being dramatic but i wanna stay on top of it as best i can from afar. i'll give her a few days recovery and check in early next week. i don't know but at this point in time i just want to stay alive a bit longer. i feel exhausted from life but also in its thrall as new people are popping into it. things could get interesting again.